Camels have a very democratic approach to the human race. They hate every member of it, without making any distinctions for rank or creed.

They watched storms out there so distant they could not be heard, the silent lightning flaring sheetwise and the thin black spine of the mountain chain fluttering and sucked away again in the dark. They saw wild horses racing on the plain, pounding their shadows down the night and- leaving in the moonlight a vaporous dust like the palest stain of their passing.

Custom made; I dont fit in. 
#DoinTheMost
#SayinTheLeast

Written By Brittney Webb

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