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Dec 2015
Territory,
hope this is the right place
to rest tonight.
Never know what may come
while living the nocturnal
life.
Owls are the most poised
and genuine creatures.
They fly to their branch
grasping with their claws.
They hoot, they sit peacefully,
and watch as the night passes on.
Stars come and go,
and leaves take their life.
I wonder if Owls are there
to protect us at night.
Forgiving those who disturb our peace,
do they show us how to watch with the
widest yellow eyes?
We are different creatures with different lives.

Territory,
we stand our ground.
The owls fly above us
swooping in the dark.
We know what we have and don't have.
We know what we want and don't want
at night,
let danger,
not be a part
of this night.
If only every predator would be alright
with remaining at their own and leave
the world at their own
territory.
Luna Casablanca
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