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Near midnight
distantly I hear them
callingcome to me!
I am here!
waiting
I'm running
wind whips my hair
faster
faster
faster
the moon is full
crystal clear
calling
I stop. Stand still!
are they here?
scenting
a howl, I hear him
my skin shudders
he's calling |
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come to me!
I am here!
waiting
I go to him
he is waiting
waiting
I change
shed the old skin
run with the new
faster
faster
faster
we are
running
we are
scenting
we are
howling
we are
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