Wolf
School kid at day
Lone wolf at night
Roaming the pitch black dark struggling hard to find the light.
The pack treated him like a shadow.
It only turned him into a ghost.
People all around him that he doesnt know.
Wants to be alone and so he roams with the only goal.
To find his moon that he howls for every night.
But all he gets is to feel its light as it slowly fades out of the sky.
It makes him cry but he'll try again until he gets what he wants.
Never giving up.
Whether he gets his moon in life or death.
He will never ever rest until he gets what he loves.
Even if it cost him his last breath.
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