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The deer are buried up to their necks in the sandy soil the struggle for purchase frees them into a pack of black wolves jaws
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
The deer
The deer are buried up to their necks in the sandy soil the struggle for purchase frees them into a pack of black wolves jaws
#dream#fear#waking#nature#dreaming#fighting#struggle#deer
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
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