Sparrows
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Last published Mon, Jun 5, 2017
In the depths of a cold winter night. Ava walks down to the lake no one seems to notice. She's always loved the sparrow for they were small but God still knew them. As she watches one fly it lands on the bench. That's when she notices a person.
Short Story by mayzi5879
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