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When I was the Ant.....

I was born in that house....

I experienced the Beauty of it as I grew.....

Then there was sounds of despair and calamity everywhere.....

Just then I got the instruction...
That our house is in the process of re-engineering and we gotta move on.....

And I started moving the sand particles one by one, as per the plan!!!

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