One With the Wolves

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I was abandoned as a baby, therefore I was raised by the wolves. I hunted with them, I ate with them, I was one of them. I was a wild beast, so when another human came along and started hunting us, I fought back. He murdered my family, everyone but me... He couldn't shoot me.

He locked me up in a cage... And he says strange words to me, and he shows unusual kindness, but he is not my family. He never will be.

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