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The toot of the owl filled the air
creating a sense of sorrow and despair
Darkness fell upon the sky
Getting rid of the presence of the sun
'Is anybody there? ' he asked
Silence fell upon the halls
No reply or any calls
Never the less he stood stuborn and still
Although no head peaked out of the window ledge
'Is anybody there? ' he asked again
Still no one answered
So he walked away.