sky is dark, land is dark, river also dark,
this wolf sitting in a uncertain place,
watching the leftover of a beautiful palace,
sometime she walk on them,
sometime she dance on them,
sometime she laugh loudly on them,
and then suddenly she go silent on them,
she knows she can’t change what already happens,
also she can’t forget those happy moments,
even like tide came and goes,
what left is only salts,
something took away her brightness,
what left is a white dwarf heart.
she is glowing more and more everynight,
in that dense dust and dark it’s the only light,
but still, wolf is alone, wolf is silent, wolf is lifeless.
wolf is fighting this long war,
war of consequences of a tiny mistake.
but her glow is never ending,
now this dwarf heart is more beguiling. ❤
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