Let me tell you the story of a little nest fell from the linden. little nest, beautiful, made with passion and knowledge. I found my way under the big tree. Intact. Which he housed? I certainly do not know. I brought home. Soon an occupant has taken place.
a jar, label, lace. And life began again.
Is not she beautiful my story?
What do you want, I think I like the nature of both tales. And it takes very little for me that I let my imagination wander.
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