The Wolf and the Moon
the moon and the wolf played in the sky
but one day the wolf went down without realizing it was a last goodbye
the moon didn't have her true love so cried and cried
the wolf cried because he didn't have moon and couldn't fly
the moon slowly turned away with sorrow
while the wolf howl was now hollow
then one day the wolf howled a lullaby
the moon understood why
she closed her eyes and let go of her soul
she fell to earth as heavy as a bull
the moon was now a wolf just like her love
and there was no memory in the moon up above
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