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rolls down the hill and walks on seven legs: the woodlouse

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the sun travels alongside the horizon: wintry landscape

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a freezing gale trembles the naked tree: winter is here

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uncanny eyes: those little black things on a spider’s head

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always singing the cricket goes through life with a bang

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something moves inside a bag of white rice: the weevil boogie

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water lily leaves: they look like a lush archipelago from the edge of the lake

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half-eaten sweets abandoned in the fun-fair: overweight mice

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the Great Kiskadee cries non-stop by the roadside: insomnia triumphs

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crimson ladybug trying its best to be discreet: caught by a bird

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one little snail crossing the highway death is certain

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dead ant: terrible crime for an insect one step for a man

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tadpoles: unlike many people they change

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small mosquitoes: when you switch on the lights they forget the blood

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hell is other people profess the existentialist next door: the cockroach agrees

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on a hot night hordes of silent flies search for light

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negligible in size substantial in fatalities: the black widow

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a green tractor harvests the rapeseed fields: death of a hare

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maggots feast while tears are shed: death in the family

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numbing air enlaced by sweet incense: body underneath

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