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it sits moving with the wind it sits there waiting like a sleeping lion unpredictable of course a rock is just a rock
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Mar 8, 2020
Mar 8, 2020 at 7:41 PM UTC
Rock
it sits moving with the wind it sits there waiting like a sleeping lion unpredictable of course a rock is just a rock
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Mar 8, 2020
Mar 8, 2020 at 7:41 PM UTC
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