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Fatima and Gopa ran and
skipped over the gaps in the
trees of the canopy forest.
They bugged Baankey the fruit
bat, who was sleeping upside
down. Baankey did not like being
poked. He grunted grumpily, and
flapped away to the next branch.
“These kids will never let me
rest,” he thought. Soon he was
away in Dreamsville, where he
was hanging out in a fig tree,
biting into the fleshy, sweet
fruits.
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