Owen thinks he owns an owl; little does he know at night it flies deep into the darkness of his dreams, keeping nightmares at bay #130story
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Owen thinks he owns an owl; little does he know at night it flies deep into the darkness of his dreams, keeping nightmares at bay #130story
She didn't ask much from life
And there wasn't much she owned
Her belongings came from toil and strife
But she never ever moaned.
#130story
Father's funeral was full of confusion. He was a tight arse and never spent unless necessary. I didn't own a suit. To buy or not #130story
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