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Dec 9
Left out overnight for the wolves to feed on
and when the morning came
I was gone
not eaten but eating,
growling
and prowling with the pack
dreaming of the moment I'd get my own back.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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     Liana, Ben Noah Suresh and Francie Lynch
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