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The Wolf Girl
Pale moon magic strong,
night seems dark and long,
when the forest sleeps,
her heart weeps.
Her howl, mountains can hear,
soft morning-dew drops are her tears,
her paw-prints left on snow,
roam aimlessly not knowing where to go.
Echoing through the white wilds,
her mourning song glides,
calling for her love, that was lost,
memories haunt her like ghosts.
Every night, the dead silence breaks,
cracking frozen ground and lakes,
the wolf - girl cries,
besides the grave where her lover lies.
Posted On : 12th March, 2015