Taming the wild within you,
Is the path to become one with the jungle,
The chore is, yes, difficult so,
But helps you seek the Savage in you.
Eavesdrop the whispering chilly wind,
Blowing out in the open,
Infer the talk of the invisible giants,
Blasphemy to the very end.
What's the Savage? you might ask,
Its something that will forever last,
It is the beast in you,
It will be the best of You in your mortal flask!
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