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Grandpa's teachings on Ficuscaria

When my body was miniature, she pressed thumb and forefinger on oak shaped cats tounge. Grandpa beckoned me to the next limb. "When you can see their eyes, you know they're ready."

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annie-dark

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Published: Jul 28, 2016
LinesWords: 432

Notes: Memories

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