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she stands in the moonlight
There she stands in the moonlight,
on the mountian top,
the light reflected in her eyes,
which glow with a hunger and a passion,
her body so sleek and lean,
shes like an angel of the night,
her head moving from side to side,
listening for the call,
the call of her mate,
she stops as she hears his call
carried on the wind,
then raising her sleek proud head
to the moon above,
she answers him loud and cleer,
a quick glance around and shes gone,
off into the night.
But if you listen,
you can still hear her howl to the moon,
carried on the wind.....
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