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Aug 2014
Tonight

only tonight will I not live In fear

I will dust myself off
and march onward

as is the gods themselves walked right beside me

you may call me bold

im just on a mission
Ocho the Owl
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Ocho the Owl  Santa Barbara
(Santa Barbara)   
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