an beautiful autobiography of an owl enjoying the night
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It was a cold winter night and a canopy of stars spread across thy sky when the world was asleep I was as bright as a morning glory because it was my time of the night. With gleaming eyes I soared......sometimes low sometimes high, I felt like I was the king of the night. For everyone the day ends at dusk but for me my day starts at dusk. I made friends with the neighbouring cat. His coat was jet black, his eyes were as sapphire. Together we played along and as dawn approached we went back to our haven to dream when the others were working on their dreams.
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