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Jul 2014
I'm only waiting now

for the burning sensation to wear off

so that

I can arise

and continue my journey up the summit

This old heart may be burnt, scarred, torn....

It still
however

beats.....
Ocho the Owl
Written by
Ocho the Owl  Santa Barbara
(Santa Barbara)   
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