When you think of it, actually... we're like wolves.
Some are treated well,
fitting well
with their pack...
While some of us are strayed, rogue.
And however we acted weak or tough
Never less we worship the same moon, howling for the same goals
and chasing dreams."
-By Sophia Cac
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PoetryInsomia, my dear friend, you've come to visit me once again. What's today features? Huh, I hope I didn't make too many failures. Oh a new one indeed, perhaps I could try one to confess my deeds? Alright, hand me the quil, my friend, don't go and wai...
