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Tiny little insect was helplessly
drowning in the milk.
Poor Silverfish was struggling
and needed some help.

I strained the milk and placed
the half-dead silverfish
on the sink dropping water
on it to clean the silverfish.

Milk would have dried on it
and it would have died.
After washing it with water
I placed it on a tissue.

It stayed on the kitchen tissue
until it was all dry and
It could move around freely.
I was happy that it lived.

Rescuing Silverfish might seem
silly but I saw no difference
between saving a bird
and saving a Silverfish.

Kris ~ Dreamweaver

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