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High on the majestic mountain, The moon glistens across the snow, The cry of the lonesome wolf, Pierces the serenity below...
Howling from the darkened shadows, His song of nature's love, To the spirits of his brothers, 'Round the sacred moon above...
Singing to the ancient warriors, Whos souls now claim the earth, Kindered spirits walking amoung the wolves, Each awaiting thier rebirth...
Written By: Theresa Hicks 12-06-2002 |
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