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Oct 2013
That distinct smell of my sanity sizzling
Sadly I know it all to well

What I wouldn't give to
have a hand to hold as I watch the sunset this evening
The sacrifices I wouldn't make to have a pair
of eyes to greet my own as I awoke every morning
If only my journey here were not such a solitary
one filled with dismay, solitude & misery

Only darkness is there for me
together we welcome the road ahead

Day after day
Month after month
Year after year
Ocho the Owl
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Ocho the Owl  Santa Barbara
(Santa Barbara)   
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