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Mrs Owl: Without imagination my world looks like this
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Mrs Owl: House without a home
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Mrs Owl: It will come to an end
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Mrs Owl: the only thing I don't miss is the Venetian Blinds shuting down your windows
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Mrs Owl: Longing for that Big Bang that will crush the Bang Kwang heart of mine
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Mrs Owl: So this is Christmas
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Mrs Owl: Lovemachine is a wreck
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Mrs Owl: In the temple not of Love
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Mrs Owl: a beautiful swan with social phobia
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Mrs Owl: Addiction
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Mrs Owl: First step: Admitting we were powerless to the addiction and that our lives had become unmanageable.
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Mrs Owl: Humility in progress
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Mrs Owl: Why even try. Circles doesn't fit squares anyway.
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Mrs Owl: I want my pay for the days I came and you sent me home
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Mrs Owl:
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Mrs Owl: She's the no one
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Mrs Owl: the end begins in june
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Mrs Owl: My summertime is leaving now
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Mrs Owl: They say it is easy
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Mrs Owl: Been parking a lot lateley, please come and drag me away
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Mrs Owl: the Void
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Mrs Owl: Bad choice interesting rout
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Mrs Owl: It's not my party and I cry if I want to
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Mrs Owl: You better start taking care of this baby of yours
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Mrs Owl: Pride is temporary pain is forever
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Mrs Owl: Can you please stop colding me
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Mrs Owl: Sometimes you can't afford this fucking shirt
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Mrs Owl: Cursed by her looks
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Mrs Owl: You can't ask an angel go to hell you moron
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Mrs Owl: My heart is kitsch