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My body is shaken by my groans;
    my bones cling to my skin, holding on for dear life.
I am like a solitary owl in the wilderness;
    I am a lost and lonely screech owl at home in the rubble.
I stare at the ceiling, awake in my bed;
    I am alone, a defenseless sparrow perched on a roof.

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