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TeArs of a Burning Owl


The owl are my guide to a life away from home. Owls never cry when they find themselves alone. Do owls read bibles, pray to gods and false idles? The owls only rival is a brief life cycle. I can be an owl if my mother doesn't love me. I can be an owl if religion doesn't want me. I can be an owl because I'm misunderstood. Owls don't reject me because my home is the hood. Who.....
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savigirl14
<p>wow</p>
ClairedyCatWins
<p>Raw and real. Who.....</p>

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