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Life of an Owl

as i begin to dance i can feel the weight lifting. i'm soaring, like a bird. no, an owl. soaring high. higher than anyone ever before. you thought this would bring me down? i'm soaring. never so free. i'm soaring. as high as can be.

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Published: Sep 5, 2010
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