The wolf stands,
On the cliff,
At midnight,
A fullmoon over head,
Howling with pride,
For all to hear,
To let their dominance be known,
To gather in song,
Let the voice be heard,
For sometimes,
It takes a loud cry,
To hear a small voice.
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