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maxime Oct 2016
I don't know if I recognize the person in the mirror anymore.* the Owlet admitted.

Doesn't matter. said the Night **You're worthless no matter who you are
maxime Oct 2016
I hope to finally meet the sky one day* the Owlet admitted.

You shoot too high the Night laughed. **You'll only fall, never fly
maxime Oct 2016
Does she still think about me?* asked the Owlet.

I don't think she cared about you enough for you to remain in their thoughts replied the Wind.
apparently I'm starting a little snippets series

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