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Into the woods I go
To fall in love
With the coyote’s souls
And let them
Eat me whole.
The second golden hour
Of the day is divine
This time of the day
Is a favorite of mine

Shadows grow darker
Edges become blurred
All day and all night is ours
All we have is words

— The End —