Wild Wolves,

I heard you howl

at the moon.

I believe it was

sometimes in June.

Wild Wolves,

You sounded lonely

You sounded sad.

Was I scared?

No I was mad.

Why?

Wild Wolves,

You are being

hunted, exterminated.

Wild Wolves,

why are you

so very hated?

This...

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The wild colt enjoyed

galloping through

the tall green grass.

One day he was captured

and made a beast of

burden. He worked in the

field and pulled the wagon,

but he longed for

the tall green grass.

He grew old and weak,

one day he lay down

and closed his eyes.

When he opened...

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