wolves
wolves chasing racing the tracks
down the side of the water bank
drink down their thirst
having it hand to mouth
she portals to their perspective
sailing their forums of thoughts
chasing the chase
chains then change the views
of the realistic mountains peak to the
bottoms of the drains. dirt. filth
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