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Poems

The Wolves of Memory

7 November 2015

9:00 AM

7 November 2015

9:00 AM

Loping through thick snow,
fur matted with ice,
they have lost the trace
that led them long ago
from a legendary tale
to this blank page of survival.

Their warm breath freezes
at the touch of air
as they huddle here
with sharp, bewildered faces
grown solemnly pale
and howl and howl and howl.

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