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Oct 2014
What’s this lonely soul to do
when the moon is such a great sight
and only my eyes are here to witness?

And how am I to feel when the distance becomes not the abyss that separates me and the moon
but the extensive vastness that separates you and I?
The wolf is my favorite animal for many reasons. One being the emotional and social similarites between me and them.
Written by
Shena Robertson
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