The Black Owl

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Morning Wonder

In the morning I awoke,

Barely understanding the words he spoke,

Like a snake, he hissed,

And like a blessed angel he did kiss,

Who was he?

Just another wannabe?

Who serves the darkness to be free,

The wishful wanderlust of a lonely heart,

Taking all and giving none,

A sign that read the beginning apart,

All of our struggles and never to be done.

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