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The Wolf

January 31, 2009
By banally SILVER, Niantic, Connecticut
banally SILVER, Niantic, Connecticut
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she is a forsaken creature,
alone in the woods.
she lies and waits,
waits for sleep to take her.
storm clouds blanket the sky,
yet the moon shines brightly through,
and reflects off of the snow
which covers her
matted

grey


fur.
icy wind pierces the air,
and she longs for spring to come
and for the world to begin again.

The author's comments:
The lack of capitalization in this poem is intentional, and not just a careless error on my part.

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