Horatiu Stamatin - (the girls washed...)

Horatiu Stamatin - (the girls washed...)

*** br br The girls washed his shirt and poured the water at the Tree’s root. A wing fell from the tree, sighing like a baby in his sleep. Quickly they covered it with that clean cloth and went away. br He came out of his Shelter and swore them badly.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-08

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