The Wolves

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Alone in the forest, a gray wolf roams

Young and all alone

She lets out a mournful howl

And begins to growl

Another wolf appears, his eyes glowing in the shadows

The young wolf races into the forest and finds the water's shallows

Without hesitation she slips in

Leaving the other wolf on the shore with a wicked grin

The water washes over the wolf's fur

And saw a reflection that was not hers

Muzzle dripping with water, she lifts her head

And finds a male wolf almost dead

She pushes him out of the water

And cares for him like she was his daughter

Tails entwined they roam the woods

Ruling the forest for the good


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