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Heartbeats thrummingVoices whispering
Dreams taking hold
Of reality
Voices calling my mane
Chill fingers brushing my arm
This world should not exist
I know it is not normal
But the urges are hard to ignore
I have accepted they are here
That they will always be here
Notions older than time
Evidence we are not alone
Wolf Nomad
2-4-10
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