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Cheryl Clowers
- Tim Monica
- May 19
- 1 min read
My papa collected feathers all his life. When he got to heaven, I know he spread his wings—and they
were big enough to cover a shopping mall. All my love to you, Papa.
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My papa collected feathers all his life. When he got to heaven, I know he spread his wings—and they
were big enough to cover a shopping mall. All my love to you, Papa.
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