Wolf Lost In The Poem

A wolf's snout occasionally peeks out from the thickets of the inner desolate woods to sniff a collection of women's poetry and then wanders days and nights lost, wondering how to pay tribute to those women. He doesn't find peace until he digs his claws in, until he pours out into the fog with his throat the news of an encounter with those splendours, craziness, horrors and beauties that poets have cursed into their poetic worlds...
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