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Between lightning strikes, jaguars crossed the river unseen The water stilled around them, unwilling to speak Predators know how to hush even storms
Beside the path, a centipede flowed over stone Its body a wave of intent I stepped aside, unsure who ruled who
Atop a termite mound, a lizard basked in regal stillness It blinked once, slowly I bowed—small creatures rule too
Misty rain clung to pine needles like diamonds, each drop reflecting a moment of the sky’s sorrow, while squirrels dashed through the branches unfazed.