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A wolf and a moon
Speak to each other
Their speech silent,
Moving & real..
That wolf greets the moon
Singing songs in the shadows
Eyes locked on the silvery
White orb,
Dangling from the sky
Their communication goes
Beyond,
& each carry a piece,
A splintered shard
For the night
Wolves..
Listening to our savage breath
Leaving
Showing the ways of nature
I breathe in their tellings
These are the days..
When truth of ourselves
Comes screaming
Not vanquished or diminshed
Just pure simple wild
Unconcerned,
Where that takes you..
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