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Feb 2010
there is little bat he lives in cavewhere it very dark i guess he must be brave.he flies around all night although he cannot see.flying a like a bird so wild and yet so freehe hangs upside down while he has restthen he gently flies back in to his nesthe uses his sonar so he can get aroundhe knows where he is going to an echo soundsuch a lovely creature and so very smalljust watch the bat is the loveliest thing of all.
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william worthless
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