Owl

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I dreamt every time I asleep, then I woke up just to realized, it was still a dream

Every hallucinations becomes very deep just like an arrow being shot by a bow

I used to write every stories, every memories and now I'm out of my ink

I still pretending to be strong, have a will of steel just to tell everyone that I have no hole

Now the night starts to sucked my soul silently like an owl

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