‘Mama,’ said the Baby Bear as they dug the pile of garbage for food. ‘Why does it smell so different?’ she asked again. Mama Bear frowned, she had no answer. A group of 12 polar bears had left their home in search for food. The older ones were starving, the younger ones were afraid. They…
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What Are We?
What are we? Such happy beings over our skins, smiles everywhere. Moving our heads left and right to prove nothing’s wrong. What are we? In the inside, lines of cracks drawn from left to right. What are we?
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The Wordcastle 