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When the weary wolf howls (6TH Grade)


The night was dreary,the animals weary of what lurked. Once the leader of the pack, now abandoned left to be attacked. Dishonored,ashamed for weak at heart but strong in frame. He travels alone til dust and bone. Forced to remember the lust as being king of the throne. But those nights he gets too, howl at the high lit moon. Don't be afraid of when the weary wolf howls,just know that is his sign he is on the prowl.

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Nxtodell2

17,Play a lot of sports, i'm more mature then most teens I would say so I see the world a bit different.

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