Inquebrantable
el silencio,
del sueño.
A tiempos
oscuros de la noche,
el lobo sale a cazar,
monte salvaje,
precauciones sin limite,
muerte universal,
llanto del hijo,
canto hecho grito!
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Author:
Niko Papadatos (
Offline) - Published: February 16th, 2026 11:01
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Comments1
Beautiful and wild I would say savage it emits its wolf call but here seems metaphor as well
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