The fisherman was digging through his net when he found something shine in the much and it turned out to be the soul of a lost boy.
He gave it to me and I said I wonder how I can return it and he shrugged and said he found stuff like that all the time.
You'd be amazed at what people loose, he said.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
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