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The singing of the birds woke me up on a beautiful morning on my birthday. I dressed my body and went downstairs. On the small white shelf in the bright hallway of the house, where I had an apartment, there … Read More
The singing of the birds woke me up on a beautiful morning on my birthday. I dressed my body and went downstairs. On the small white shelf in the bright hallway of the house, where I had an apartment, there … Read More