Out of my pockets
Owls odour fell
Guardians tip out
All my clothes
In search for feathers
And into the files
A note was made:
CAUTION
CAN FLY
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Out of my pockets Owls odour fell Guardians tip out All my clothes In search for feathers
And into the files A note was made:
CAUTION CAN FLY
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