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Nov 2014
Traveling alone,
Down the forest path.
Fur rippling in the wind.

Putting my muzzle to the wind,
I can smell his scent.
The boy I followed.
The boy I saved.

Intrigued by his cobalt eyes,
His power to use his rifle.
I never knew such attraction,
Would be true.

Trusting my instincts..
To find him.
I howl to the sky.
Rippling the forest floor.

I will find him,
He must know..
That I was that girl.

That girl who watched him,
That girl who laughed at his jokes.
Im wolf,
*But also human..
Dark Jewel
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Dark Jewel  20/F/Greenville, SC
(20/F/Greenville, SC)   
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