rm_ravenwolf240 53M
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8/11/2006 2:04 pm

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1/7/2007 2:05 pm


Prints in the snow show the passing
Cry in the dark ever calling
Shadow lurking in the night
Vocation without flaw
Loneliness without limit
Teacher, friend, creator, without
Hide within the forest of the soul
Passing with the blink of an eye
Left to the whim of chance
Lone footpad, walker of dreams

A wolf is a lone survivor
Lean, sleek predator with gentle traits
He wears many coloured coats, travels many places
Vermin to some, comfort to others
A cage will not hold him
Mates may be many but few touch his heart
Instinct courses his blood
Hope beats his heart
Survival runs his mind

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