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His spirit must be around here — he comes now and then to have a chat with her
in dreams . That man , Magistrate , wears glasses . He lives right there , just
behind that back wall . The man keeps a cockatoo , not like the one I have
changed ...
His spirit must be around here — he comes now and then to have a chat with her
in dreams . That man , Magistrate , wears glasses . He lives right there , just
behind that back wall . The man keeps a cockatoo , not like the one I have
changed ...
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... to catch every word . He never told me what the dreams were all about and I
don ' t think the dingoes learned the secrets either . It was about us I reckon ; this
water hole is the only one for many camps around . It used Warand , the Dingo.
... to catch every word . He never told me what the dreams were all about and I
don ' t think the dingoes learned the secrets either . It was about us I reckon ; this
water hole is the only one for many camps around . It used Warand , the Dingo.
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Djangau helped the plants to come to life , and Ruria was trying , in my dream , to
do the same , but the ground was too ... little Ruria ; this valley that was always
green and full of shade will never be seen that way again , except in our dreams .
Djangau helped the plants to come to life , and Ruria was trying , in my dream , to
do the same , but the ground was too ... little Ruria ; this valley that was always
green and full of shade will never be seen that way again , except in our dreams .
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