The wise old owl lived in an oak;
The more he saw the less he spoke;
The less he spoke the more he heard:
Why can't we all be like that bird?
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WRITING THE STORY OF MY LIFE ONE MOMENT AT A TIME, LOST, YESTERDAY, SOMEWHERE BETWEEN SUNRISE AND SUNSET, TWO GOLDEN HOURS, EACH SET WITH SIXTY DIAMOND MINUTES. NO REWARD IS OFFERED, FOR THEY ARE GONE FOREVER. WHATEVER WILL BE WILL BE, QUE SERA SERA
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