~Marge Tindal~ © 1999
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I
call your name out in the night.
The
moon is howling too.
I
scream at things that cause you fright...
And
I come to protect you.
I
am the spirit
of
the Cherokee...
Sent
to light your way.
I
am wolf.
I
protect you on this day.
Into
the evening shadows
I
make my way with stealth..
I
am Wolf...
I
am yourself.
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