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Cole Phillips A warm jungle night. A jaguar stalking its prey with fright. The sound of the light rain and wind. The lonely ant eater has no idea what is lurking in the dark. A perfect target for such beast. The night grows long and the jaguar finds it's place to strike. The jaguar preparing for a long battle. When in reality, no battle is needed at all. The jaguar kills its prey and feasts Cole Phillips
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC
The Jaguar
Cole Phillips A warm jungle night. A jaguar stalking its prey with fright. The sound of the light rain and wind. The lonely ant eater has no idea what is lurking in the dark. A perfect target for such beast. The night grows long and the jaguar finds it's place to strike. The jaguar preparing for a long battle. When in reality, no battle is needed at all. The jaguar kills its prey and feasts Cole Phillips
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC
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