Trade my existence as a norm,
for a life of lives.
Throw myself on the glory of night.
Thriving as what I now am,
running with the pack.
Horizon is all that will stop my feet,
as I'm running,
with the pack.
2 minutes and a once over, what do you people think?
Werewolves Anonymous
A guild for the werewolves of Gaia
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