When the Wolf Howls
A midnight howl, a haunting cry,
A wolf ascending, to the sky.
A lunar dance, a mystic sight,
A creature of the night, taking flight.
A gentle breeze, a soft, warm sigh,
As wolves fly, so very high.
A sight to behold, a wondrous sight,
Wolves flying, day and night.
A magical moment, a dream come true,
A world of wonder, forever new.
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Moharif Yulianto
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