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White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
What an fill a room but takes up no space?
Thirty men and ladies two, gathered for a festive doอพ Dressed quite formal, black and whiteอพ soon movement turned to nasty fight.
When you stop and look, you can always see me. If you try to touch, you cannot feel me. I cannot move, but as you near me, I will move away from you.
I have three hundred cattle, with a single nose cord
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.