[Souldreamer-developers] {Spam?} Ing softly into my room in

Mon Jan 11 12:50:13 CET 2010

W she would," he exclaimed, angrily. "She always did everything she
could to spite me!" He picked from the dirty floor two or three tail
feathers of a tiny yellow bird which he had saved from the jaws of a
cat, though not until it had received it's death wound; and which after
a fashion of his own he had stuffed. This, almost his only treasure, his
drunken step-mother had deliberately pulled to pieces, scattering the
feathers on the floor. One tiny feather he put into his pocket as a
memorial of the life which had forever p
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