Shedding
I'm running
asfastasIcan.
I can smell them near...
and so it begins
My bones start breaking,
my claws begin to grow,
my eyes burn the brown
to yellow.
My teeth grow with my snarl,
and i sha ke my wh o le bo dy
as my fur grows.
my breathing.
slo-ws dowwwwn.
My pack calls
and I answer in my
new skin.
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