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Post by mylittlemateie on Jan 29, 2007 12:19:53 GMT -5
Millie leaned her chest aginst the old wooden fence, she hung her head ovr it ears drooping. there was sadness in her eyes, she let out a very slow rolling whinny, was there anyone who could set her free, to roam the lands in there herd as she once had.?
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