Once upon a time there was a baby owl. He had a bone that he loved, and would fly around with it every night. He would fly up and down, high and low, practicing tricks with his special bone. He attacked mice scurrying around the forest floor, and smacked them with his bone, killing dozens of them every night. He would fly with his friends, and they would practice fighting one another with their own special bones, imagining that they were amazing warriors. This activity was the baby owl’s favorite thing to do for years, and he believed himself to be an amazing hunter and warrior. Eventually, baby owl grew older, and became a teenager. He played with his special bone less often, as he felt it was a child's toy. He still did feel connected to it, so he would bring it out occasionally and reminisce. However, teenage owl spent most of his time hunting mice with his claws, and not his favorite childhood toy. Eventually, teenage owl got even older, and grew into Adult owl. His special bone was put away at the back of his nest, forgotten. He no longer needed it. And so the years passed, and with each year Adult owl grew in his strength. He was respected by all animals. One day Adult owl was flying, when he noticed some baby owls flying over a few mice. He remembered when he was little, and memories and nostalgia overwhelmed him. Thoughts of the past invaded his normally calm mind. He continued watching the baby owls, and was quite impressed by how many mice they were taking down. Not as many as he had when he was a child, but nevertheless an impressive amount. Adult owl flew down to them, and praised them. “One day you will be great warriors, just like me. Simply keep practicing with those special bones as I did when I was your age.” The baby owls looked at him with a look of confusion. “Adult owl, we don't have special bones. These are our lucky reeds and they are what we play with.” Well this baffled Adult owl. “Perhaps that is why I caught more mice when I was a baby, because of my amazing special bone. I think i'll fly and get it now.” And so he did. Upon returning, he exclaimed that the owl children of today would not grow to be as great of warrior unless they had special bones, and not these silly lucky reeds. Now upon saying this, another owl, Grey owl, flew towards him. Adult owl remembered Grey owl. They had played together when Adult owl was baby owl. Grey owl said to Adult owl “Actually, these owl children will grow to be far better warriors then we. They have actually captured many more mice than we did at their age, and it is because of these lightweight, durable, strong reeds they use. Perhaps your nostalgia has clouded your mind.”
dont understand don't understand
youre in my head you're in my head
should feel nothing fo-or you
If you're going to be rude enough to take up residency in my mind at least have the decency to show up in reality
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