Water, gurgling and bubbling over rocks
Listen to the sounds of nature...

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2. The golden-furred puppy bit the baby...

Vines creep along the flat windowsill
And spread to other parts of the classroom...

Lights twinkle behind frosted glass
Snowflakes drift to the ground...

I walk down the street
Thats teeming with people...

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1. The wet nose of a golden-furred puppy...