The bird who visited Me at night
In the end of that night scaped from my open window frightnley
He landed in my small bred
Handle it and fly
I try to shoot my polifs twords him
But I wider stand from his fight that
He had a children.
The bird who visited Me at night
In the end of that night scaped from my open window frightnley
He landed in my small bred
Handle it and fly
I try to shoot my polifs twords him
But I wider stand from his fight that
He had a children.