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Aug 2013
The all knowing owl swoops out in the night, hunting the same prey as the wolf, one look in each others eye and they soon realize the truth, they are the same as can be except one born with wings to fly away and over see everything, the other with teeth that are hungry for love, I think that you saw me from high up above, we fit perfect , like a hand in a glove
But even the all knowing owl is hesitant, and like a spark to a flint, you lit the wolfs hunger on fire as you craned your neck to take a second look, you cut me off, I was frightened and I shook, as you stole my gaze like a crook , I realized what you were, I spoke with haste, I took one look and saw there was no time to waste, this is not the place for you, but if you come with me, ill howl to you, and show you a place as beautiful as your eyes are blue
You said to me you'd hoot in harmony only once you were ready
You spoke again, I'm glad I am now your friend, but there is something I must know, my wings are chained to the frame that is a tricky situation
Chloe is the owl in case you were wondering
Written by
Alexander Ross
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