Cradle of Life #5/100

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In the lush surroundings of this mysterious jungle, one must rely on their senses but decide which to trust. Behold the wonder of nature from within a vibrant setting where not everything is what it seems. Listen closely, and youll find music is in the air. Conducted by the travelers every step, the orchestra plays with the rush of rivers, animals calling, and the dense canopy above the Lost Civilizations jungle biome.
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