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And I, who collects, treasures, gasps, and gives thanks for every feather found, prayed that not a single feather would go amiss.
The fingers of the heart were gifted.
And I, who collects, treasures, gasps, and gives thanks for every feather found, prayed that not a single feather would go amiss.
The fingers of the heart were gifted.
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