Wall Home – kabenoie
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The bird lost its wings. So it couldn’t fly.
I landed on a rock and slept there.
Because I’m empty, with no insides.
I can fly.
The X-85 type weaving equipment is approaching.
Rustling bamboo leaves. Wrapping it around will ward of…
When it rains on July 7th, magpies fly in flocks and cr…
Armor decoration is displayed as part of the Boys’…
The cow is looking this way.
A deer with large antlers is running.
