In the moon's embrace, we take our flight,
Running with the wolves, in the dead of night.
Through shadowed woods, our spirits unite,
Wild and free, under starry light.
With every step, our hearts beat as one,
Running with the wolves, till the rising sun.
In nature's realm, where true freedom is won,
We find solace in this primal run.
No chains can bind us, no walls can confine,
Running with the wolves, we leave it all behind.
In untamed lands, our souls intertwine,
A pack united by instinct divine.
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Poetry collection
Poetrycollection of some of my original poems dark, deep, joy filled, sorrowful and so on hope you enjoy.
