When I ran down the mountain,
my sense of dread awaited.
I got caught by an snowy wolf
his coat was white,
his eyes were icy blue.
he let me go
for I suppose
he has some courage
but, you see
he will be
a friend to all he meets
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Author:
Onyx Storm Min (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Fantasy
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