Magnate
no hearling lions tonight
wawes in a howling night
silence calms in darkness
unspoken wails hunger to hunt
happened to settle in stary cry
raised with me and stand by
what missed a mirror in mist
Wait to see tall tree fly by elephant
Steps to tall grass belongs to magnate
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