Once upon a time, a crow had some nestlings. It was winter and there was no food.Cutting a piece of its body, the crow have been feeding them to survive them. and finally winter ended & the crow died. "How good it is dead" The nestlings said, we were fed up with the repetitious food.
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this story was very nice and effective .
What ?Yasna ....I did not get you O_o