and she
draped in red
became fury and fear
and when the moon howled for her
she called for her pack to be near
draped in red
became fury and fear
and when the moon howled for her
she called for her pack to be near
It will all be okay, it will. I don’t know how, but I do know it will be okay. It may not be what we all think it should be, but it will be...
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