A Wolfs Spirit

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A Wolf's Spirit

I am the one who sings to the moon
I am the one who cries to the stars.
In my world,
never dying,
Never sleeping.

I am the one who sees beauty in all,
I am the one who sees faults in all.
In my head,
Never leaving,
Never praying.

I am the one who runswith the spirits,
I am the one who shines in the stars.
In my soul,
Never grasping,
Never begging.

I am the one who is prey,
I am the one who is hunted.
In my memories,
Never helped,
Never needed.

I am the one who was once protected,
I am the one who is now helpless.
In your memories,
Always dead,
Always gone.





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