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copy: Last Friday I saw a spotted striped blue worm shake hands with a legless lizard.

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copy: It was the first day of the rest of her life. This wasn't the day she was actually born, but she knew that nothing would be the **same** from this day forward. Although this was a **bit** _scary_ to her, it was also extremely freeing. Her past was no longer a burden or something that she needed to be concerned about and defend. She threw off the covers keeping her warm in bed, _placed_ her feet *over* the side of the bed, slipped on her slipper, and took the first step of the first day of her new life.

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title: He would only survive if he kept the fire going and he could hear thunder in the distance.