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Jan 2015
So many seasons have changed;
but one thing has remained the same

I'm a lone wolf,
destined to rule over my terrain--

just me,
one with my name.

Forever in a second,
howling at the moon

doing as I see fit--
even if its nothing but ****.

Let me be,
run free

for I cannot be contained,
or have love strained.
Archetypes Anonymous
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   Daniel Magner and ---
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