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The heron sits still in the tranquil waters waiting with patience for its prey casting a shade with its wings the fish squirms between its beak
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 7:45 AM UTC
The Heron
The heron sits still in the tranquil waters waiting with patience for its prey casting a shade with its wings the fish squirms between its beak
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 7:45 AM UTC
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