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May 2015
A howl is heard
in the dead of night
a shadow seen
on the hill
between the trees
a pair of golden eyes
strikes fear into the hearts
of those who trespass
in his territory.
this beast is
the beautiful wolf
This is my first poem here.
Written by
Stacey Mailhiot  redlands, ca
(redlands, ca)   
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