Written for: The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #567 Words: night, growl, mountains, erase, until, firm, challenged, build, try, breathes, skin, regrets At night you can hear the mountains breathing, erasing all other sounds, until a growl builds. The lion tries to challenge, its firm skin stretched tight from corners of his mouth. To his regret, the mountain remains standing. https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/
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Good one Sara
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Thanks, Sadje!
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You’re welcome
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