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Apr 2019
It’s the hunger that drives the Wolf and I
out— all across the icy expanse of tundra.
We stop at the edge. Just for a moment.
One look into each other's eyes, both of us
knowing the other doesn’t taste very good.

And so it begins.
I watched a documentary on the early wolf and how it became the dogs we know now and needless to say my heart is FULL
Written by
Ray Dunn  20/F/New York
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