Mes
Perroquets:
She was not quite
what you would call refined.
She was not quite what you would call unrefined.
She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot.
Mark Twain
Mon Vol
Soleil a traversé le pont de l'arc-en-ciel
Cory Pumpkin
Bijou
Little by little a bird builds its
nest.
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