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True Contentment

True contentment. A wolf in the night feasting with blood thirsty fangs as the prey is numbed by the pain and shock of consequence yet always the wolf is not ashamed or inclined to have compassion only to have true contentment of a full stomach to rest and feed it's children we look at the prey dead on the ground in sorrow but do not have sorrow for he truly is contented in the most of his journey has come to it's natural conclusion.

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