23rd Day - Where we come from

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We like the breeze of the summer. Where we come from, the heat turns us into night creatures.

We like the mild winter. Where we come from, the ice breaks the walls from within their moist pores.

We like the spring rain. Where we come from, drought is the norm, and all we breathe is dust and all we eat is dry meat covered with flies.

We like the gradual business of autumn. Where we come from, we need to stay still, to avoid catching the eyes of snipers.

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