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Gentlenesses

i dug a hole and place the small bundle in. “Open the gate! “ had been the cry- “Come quick!” and there, clasped ever so gently to his breast, nestled in his garden gloved hands, was a small finch. “He … Continue reading

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beauty

is Everything this beautiful? yes, said the small bird, as she disappeared from my hand.

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