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Inside a cave, inside a fire, inside the sea
Owl sleeps for years
storing his magic away under his wings
dusty, in the shade, hidden forever
breathes in huge gusts of purple leaves
purple hexagons form a face on his wing
dark like the soil
in the shadow there is no noise
Owl sleeps for years
storing his magic away under his wings
dusty, in the shade, hidden forever
breathes in huge gusts of purple leaves
purple hexagons form a face on his wing
dark like the soil
in the shadow there is no noise
Published 6th May 2012
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