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Aug 2016
I slept and dreamed
not fields and forests
but darkness and bliss
angony consuming.

I walked a path, all so dark.
A black wolf appears with
old cold blue eyes.
It dragged me in darkness
with invincible might.

It growled and howl
like none of its kind.
I woke up in fear
the pain from its claws
was real.
Dimitrios Sarris
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Dimitrios Sarris  32/M/Scotland
(32/M/Scotland)   
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