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Nov 2013
There's a dead bird that sits upon a bush

I wonder if he felt anything at the
time of his passing...

I wonder why he died...

I wonder if it had a chance
to produce offspring...

What if it had lived one more day?

I hope his passing was...necessary
Ocho the Owl
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Ocho the Owl  Santa Barbara
(Santa Barbara)   
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