In the deep, dark night the wolves prowl, their red and black eyes burning like hell, running and screaming and scratching their claws, in the deep dark night I hear their calls.
Dear Poeter, The Lord has written that this is the grammar for every living thing. All living things from the beginning of man who followed those numbers live in this universe. I admire a friend who wrote a poem with artistry in the appearance of wolves with scary eyes. All The Best My Dear Friend; Write More Congratulations
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Dear Poeter, The Lord has
Dear Poeter, The Lord has written that this is the grammar for every living thing. All living things from the beginning of man who followed those numbers live in this universe. I admire a friend who wrote a poem with artistry in the appearance of wolves with scary eyes. All The Best My Dear Friend; Write More Congratulations
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