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doc#133 | strays coming to my front door" |
doc#133 | "That's my spare bedroom. |
doc#134 | his body in my rose garden two |
doc#134 | . "All my life", |
doc#134 | is gone, my men are gone |
doc#134 | hate to leave my garden", |
doc#134 | . I loved my garden". </p> |
doc#134 | horses halfway at my place. If |
doc#135 | felt better in my life", |
doc#135 | Thank you, my dear", |
doc#136 | before I took my post on the |
doc#136 | time I closed my eyes, I |
doc#136 | "Wait until my shot. I |
doc#136 | see them in my sights. They |
doc#136 | his chest in my sights. It |
doc#136 | second I dropped my sights from the |
doc#136 | aim. In my sights I watched |
doc#136 | bales. </p><p> Although my shot killed his |
doc#136 | a sigh as my knife went in |
doc#137 | n't matter to my father, and |