THE GOOD BIRD A BIG BLACK SCREAMING BIRD FLEW IN FROM THE PRETTY WORLD OPOSIT OF HELL I ASKED HIM “Y DO U COME AND VISIT ME IN THES DARK CELL”? AS IT WAS SCREAMING, IT STARTED TO SETTLE DOWN. THE BIRD STARTED TO SMILE INSTEAD OF THAT SAD PAINFUL FROWN AT FIRST I WAS SCARED AT WHAT I COULD SEE. UNTIL... Sign in to see full entry.
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