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1 This tale can be some what of a wicked tale,
2 She came in a ship with large sails.
3 Though she is terrifying and dangerous,
4 She would not hurt a single soul, she is herbivorous.
5 It all started with the werewolves,
6 Dark, fierce, running free and no use for tools.
7 They did not feast on humans or animals
8 but rather ate like humans, for they are a different kind of mammal,
9 Though they had means of killing people for sport.
10 She had a name, D’Ambra, came into port
11 In a ship at sea, with large gray sails.
12 She was different, running so smooth; it was like sliding on rails.
13 She, unlike many others, chose her human form, rather than her true self.
14 She was strong but so small like an elf.
15 She would not kill humans, for they had a right to live too,
16 The werewolves always saw them as a zoo.
17 Because she was so diverse, they were afraid and confused,
18 They offered her to join them, but she refused.
19 She wanted to be alone, and forever pay off her lovers’ debt,
20 She felt so useless with this life, but no matter, she would always fret.
21 She thought that saving people might make this cursed life better.
22 She had a lover, her life changed by a letter.
23 He found out her true self, and could not live with such a beast.
24 She could not believe her love had betrayed her, so she made him deceased.
25 So she wanders alone, only herself to blame,
26 Wishing that this life was more than just flames.

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