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Everyday more and more dead birds litter the road. Wings bent in odd shapes Beaks open; ants crawling. It's such an unpleasant sight. If only someone told me If only I was given a second chance....

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andrew-7

35 / M / American

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andrew-7

35 / M / American

Published: Aug 2, 2011
Time: 1m

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