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                  I have a  lovely heart-shaped face, 
With feathers  brown, I fly with grace. 
I make long  hissing fearsome shrieks, 
To scare my  prey and make it freeze. 
I sometimes  live in barns or churches, 
Made out of  tree like pines and birches. 
I eat 1,000  mice per year, 
So rodents  everyway stay clear. 
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