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Nov 2013
Grit
Grime
One hell of a time

It's short, our stay
Our numbered days

They flutter...
And suddenly....

Wrinkles!?

Then....****....time to go

So...

Be free, for goodness sakes...
Be you....

It's all that matters....
Ocho the Owl
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Ocho the Owl  Santa Barbara
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