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Dec 2017
The wolf is never satisfied with his prey, he hunts endlessly because that's how he was raised, you could be the next victimΒ Β or next meal, but never think you will be the last hunt this wolf will make.
His  heart  is cold and never will be easy to warm, you might think this is a game but I promise it's one you'll never quite win.
The nonconformist
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The nonconformist  M/Indiana
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