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The sweetness of little kids. No wonder Jesus wanted them brought to him. Kids are innocent, in everything they do. The things they say, or ... -
We had some feather friends visiting our wild grape tree. Their are called Cedar Waxwings. Funny name? :) Cedar waxwings are approxim... -
He knew his friend was ill, he knew that he was dying, and he loved him very much. He waited another two days, which was very hard, but h...
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