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I was a fly in the clouds, the Kitty Hawk is a never heard her mother's soul, and he did not know of the mother at home I had prepared for rodents feast, but I have not enjoyed, I hope I am not going to be the death of distrust, traction, the mother of his lungs, and whether it can be a Salvation ch

I am the small hawk which soars in the clouds, has not listened to mother the speech the soul, does not know the circumstances of the matter mother has prepared the field-mouse grand feast in the home for me, but I have not been able to enjoy, hope my death, do not have to become the hauling which d

I am flying in a cloud of Kitty Hawk, is never hear the mother's soul, without the knowledge of the mother was at home for me Vole feast, but I can no longer enjoy, I hope that my death, do not become the mutual distrust of traction, mother grieved Chosho, can become a salvation my Buddhist sound.

I am flying in a cloud of Kitty Hawk, is never hear the mother's soul, without the knowledge of the mother was at home for me Vole feast, but I can no longer enjoy, I hope that my death, do not become the mutual distrust of traction, mother grieved Chosho, can become a salvation my Buddhist sound.