1. GLOVE STORY

  Birds sang the sweet warm music of early spring. Their feathers glossy as the swollen brown buds, which waited expectantly to burst into chloroform green. Soft sunlight gently coaxed the tender beginnings of newly hatched life. Reclusive shadows shook, swayed and sashayed across the pebbled path as the light flickered in the soft breeze. […]

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