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my face shaped hearty I only see you partly as you join my nocturnal party I heard you miles away your sounds as clear as day birds of a feather I cannot figure whether humans are trusty when they ruin my forestry swoop towards your arm in dead silent charm my evolutionary armory are truly my 'viving beauty I claw down my goal in aerodynamic prowl feasting on successive bowl my ornithologic growl is my greet to you any howl.
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
The Owl
my face shaped hearty I only see you partly as you join my nocturnal party I heard you miles away your sounds as clear as day birds of a feather I cannot figure whether humans are trusty when they ruin my forestry swoop towards your arm in dead silent charm my evolutionary armory are truly my 'viving beauty I claw down my goal in aerodynamic prowl feasting on successive bowl my ornithologic growl is my greet to you any howl.
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
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