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From: Banis M. <co...@th...> - 2009-08-28 09:17:35
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Or sorrow of my own. OONA. Their eyes shone like the eyes of birds of prey. CATHLEEN. Come, follow me, for the earth burns my feet Till I have changed my house to such a refuge That the old and ailing, and all weak o |