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Croco MaMa
MIST
They danced and danced in the forest mist like little moon moths ... in the highest hope that their mother would see through and behond her heavy crocodile skin.......
GATE-BLIGHT
What a Blight!
Although they had danced all day and all night in the moon mist,
mother's sorrow had swallowed her whole! ....
turning her into a real crocodile ...A solution had to be found!
more coming soon
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