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wolf totem
shaken...foundations broken lay scattered
shatter the soul who thought she knew
wrought freedom to the woman who does
into the light we fly
inside our illusions clarity crowns us
little girl lost shakes off her combat boots
a warrior stands in her stead
a thief thought to steal her away
she stole his breath instead
the hunter became the hunted
she so desired him
evolving in strength times ten
cries the wolf without a pack
she turns and runs---
from the moon who once besotted her
howling for her brothers and sisters
she is one now with the brood
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