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Mama Wolf

I feel helpless... Like I can't help her She's sitting there Perfectly fine Staring into the wolfs eyes and open jaws.. .But the wolf seems to be crying.. Like her tears made up for her roar. Poor young girl with fear and shame written in your scorched eyes... I wish I could help you.... But apparently it's not my place....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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Book: Shattered Sighs