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Rumbling lighting

In the land of Neverbelieve, I touched the fluffy, white fur of a polar as it cautiously turned around.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I heard the sound of trees waving , like a person waving at the mythical , colourful creatures.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I caught a glimpse , as the rumbling thunder strikes.

In the land of Neverbelieve , I felt a snake hiss and swerve against my leg.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I watched : hale stone that sounded as heaving as bricks  ; felt a polar bear ; and swam through a crystal , tinted ocean.

In the land of Neverbelieve , I crept through the dark , eerie forest, as I heard the sound of the blue , transparent water tumble down into the polished , clean  Rocky pool.

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