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An owl of effortless beauty
offers vainglorious thought
And qualms between protruding ribs
Knowing its death will be a passionate movement
A contrast among still branches
Of grey trees beside her

Watching from a window,
All I hear is water.
Jeremiah Anderson
Written by
Jeremiah Anderson  18/M
   Andrew Rueter
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