One day, as a war of farmers on their fields, and grazing Buffalo. I appears that I want to know why Buffalo healthy like this that make the servant for a small farmer. Mr farmer said that he had to something called the wisdom to stay home that day. He wanted to go back to get the wisdom of it. Before he goes he was my column into a corner tree with rope lest I eat Buffalo. He come back and bring a pile of rom widely around me and says it is his wisdom. He take the fire I escaped but I still the black because the light burned. To today
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