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Monday, 23 November 2020

Night Owl


I hear you screeching in the middle of the night,
Your in my dreams,
They are my dreams,
Lit by a lunar light,
What does it me,
Descending from a high,
Bearing down on me,
Talons poised to entrap me,
Beating wings stir me from my sleep,
Now I am free,
Sanctuary.....

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