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Tuesday 28 August 2018

point of view dictation

The mother sheep followed me along the path picking up her paste but she realized I was in the touching distance of her of her lamb.She let out a loud load bleat that echoed across the paddock the sleeping lamb lifted it head and turned towards us before slowly returning to it sleep.As the sheep got close and closer, I thought about whether I should run

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