The wolf howls at the full moon.
The angel of life shall be here soon.
Spring forward a mystery.
Springing forward what is meant to be.
The sunsets, the sun rises.
Can I open my eyes to realize.
As the moon falls on us all.
Our courage must stand tall.
The wolf knows not his own.
All it knows is that this is it's home.
The sand sinks deep.
While the wolf will sleep.
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