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I see an array of silver crocodiles I’m scared they are unsettling why would someone make them? I pass them and look at them from behind now only to realize they are not crocodiles but butterflies I feel at ease now they are beautiful I’m overwhelmed I feel silly for thinking they were crocodiles.
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May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 6:50 PM UTC
A Group of Silver Crocodiles.
I see an array of silver crocodiles I’m scared they are unsettling why would someone make them? I pass them and look at them from behind now only to realize they are not crocodiles but butterflies I feel at ease now they are beautiful I’m overwhelmed I feel silly for thinking they were crocodiles.
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littlefool
Dublin
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 6:50 PM UTC
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