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Vanguard snows blanket Cougar Mountain sublimity In the ashen distance between contrasts of white on white , just above the disappearing Majestic  alpine  timberline Painterly allusions cast a weary and elusive amity, distinctive premonitions adrift driven before the wind The wayfaring  wolf  looks back, wind  broken ,   beset a cold and lonely peace ***Swarthy  paw  prints sink  deeply into  the  will  to  be*** fiercely stirring purpose feral  awareness  keen existence steadfast perseverance  unwavering Driven  by  the  power  of  love                                                                                         wild  is  the  wind                                                                                          giving  thanks
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Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 1:26 PM UTC
The wayfaring wolf
Vanguard snows blanket Cougar Mountain sublimity In the ashen distance between contrasts of white on white , just above the disappearing Majestic  alpine  timberline Painterly allusions cast a weary and elusive amity, distinctive premonitions adrift driven before the wind The wayfaring  wolf  looks back, wind  broken ,   beset a cold and lonely peace ***Swarthy  paw  prints sink  deeply into  the  will  to  be*** fiercely stirring purpose feral  awareness  keen existence steadfast perseverance  unwavering Driven  by  the  power  of  love                                                                                         wild  is  the  wind                                                                                          giving  thanks
NOTE: (Wandering Wolf 'OR-7') Google it, as it is inspiring November 24th, 2016 Once there was a way to get back home ― even alone love is the purpose still and shall be unendingly ♥ "if it be your will to let me  sing" nod to L. Cohen https://youtu.be/F9Xx0MTcsCk If it be your will - Antony Hegarty [written by Leonard Cohen] .
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Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 1:26 PM UTC
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