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Aug 2020
Tonight I'm into your
colors

that might've been
black and white

but in time
and based on much

of what you've seen
in  your life

have been mixed and stirred
into shades of gray

there's an owl
at your window

and it's my sincerest hope
that he's just an owl

Whit Howland © 2020
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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