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Oh wise one who knows only stars and sounds, ever watchful, can you whisper to me a secret or two of how the world ticks?
The owl had flown into the room, and now it perched on the mantle piece of her living room. “Do you have a message for me?” She asked, not expecting a reply, and the owl turned its gaze on her before flying out the open window.
Oh wise one who knows only stars and sounds, ever watchful, can you whisper to me a secret or two of how the world ticks?
The owl had flown into the room, and now it perched on the mantle piece of her living room. “Do you have a message for me?” She asked, not expecting a reply, and the owl turned its gaze on her before flying out the open window.