Wilbur
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Wilbur
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Wilbur

He didn't feel like going to sleep, he didn't feel like digging, he was tired of standing still, tired of laying down.
"I'm less than two months old and I'm tired of living," he said, "there's no place to go but in.
When I'm indoors, there's no place to go but out in the yard."

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