At the foot of the hill,
By the side of the rill,
The grassland stretches ’neath the firmament tranquil.
The boundless grassland lies
Beneath the boundless skies.
When the winds blow
And grass bends low,
My sheep and cattle will emerge before your eyes.
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Invited by: MitoQ
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Day | Followers | Gain | % Gain |
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January 16, 2024 | 642 | +16 | +2.6% |
November 24, 2022 | 626 | +3 | +0.5% |
August 01, 2022 | 623 | -1 | -0.2% |
June 25, 2022 | 624 | -13 | -2.1% |
May 19, 2022 | 637 | +2 | +0.4% |
February 12, 2022 | 635 | +4 | +0.7% |
January 05, 2022 | 631 | +4 | +0.7% |
November 28, 2021 | 627 | +16 | +2.7% |
October 20, 2021 | 611 | +14 | +2.4% |
September 13, 2021 | 597 | +70 | +13.3% |