OWC

OWC
Kent
By Amie, Mao

I love that special smell
When the sun shines down
After the rain, I remember how I felt
When I closed the files, where I saved smiles

I made my bed and packed my gear
I don’t know what its worth
But I’m still here; I’ll shave my head and volunteer
Am I closer now? What was that I just couldn’t hear?