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fly home

Flying home I am greeted. Silent wings swiftly say – Home is where You are. You never left.  

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hoot.

An Owl in the Oak   silently swooped over the fence and was gone, taking my sleep to some distant meadow. Eyes wide open, I saw it go.        

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