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The wolf is on the move, The wolf is hunting with the pack it's in, The eye's of the wolf are looking my way, The fur of the wolf is black as night, It's eyes as yellow like the sun, The wolf smells me from a far, It is listening to hear my breathing in the cold air, The wolf is on the move, The wolf is hunting with the pack it's in, The wolf is looking my way.
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Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 3:20 AM UTC
Wolf
The wolf is on the move, The wolf is hunting with the pack it's in, The eye's of the wolf are looking my way, The fur of the wolf is black as night, It's eyes as yellow like the sun, The wolf smells me from a far, It is listening to hear my breathing in the cold air, The wolf is on the move, The wolf is hunting with the pack it's in, The wolf is looking my way.
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Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 3:20 AM UTC
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