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Run with Wolves

December 5, 2014
By soldmysoultohussie BRONZE, Polk City, Florida
soldmysoultohussie BRONZE, Polk City, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
A crow gets no whiter when it's washed.


Soft pads falling,

Fur shines in moonlight,

Gold eyes flashing,

fangs gleam soft-white.

 

Muscles flowing,

Onward they glide,

Nightly waking,

On air they ride.

 

Sharp noses finding,

The weak prey's scent,

Quick ears turning,

To the hunting lament.

 

Their tails curling,

Onward they fly,

Their claws shimmering,

They run to the sky.

 

Run with wolves,

Dance with death,

Sing with wolves,

Till your last breath.



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