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Oct 2013
There is a certain bridge that has been
out of service for quite some time now

Its been this way as long as Ochito could remember
Even before he was β€œOcho”

It would appear that this structure has a
temperament of its own and it, sadly, wants to be stay broken, out of service

This choice bewilders Ocho almost to the point of tears
Why, he asks as he slams his enraged fist on the disintegrating table that is his patience

Why?
Why?
Of all the relationships, why did it have to be this one?

Perhaps it was written
Perhaps
Ocho the Owl
Written by
Ocho the Owl  Santa Barbara
(Santa Barbara)   
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   Prabhu Iyer
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