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Some say it comes a strong southerly wind

This hungry guy followed me constantly and he flew around me. I do not know if he does not have one leg, or just standing there. I felt bad because I had nothing to give him to eat.

torn stairs who knows where, the sea  threw  them at my beach.and..in the end of the day…Some say it comes a strong southerly wind

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