Wolf Country, Myth and Stories

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Wolf Country

I Come...

I come from white mountains of snow.
I come from a green forest.
I come from a warm winter den.
I come from a pack of bushy tails.

I come from frosted evergreen trees.
I come from hunting Elk and Moose.
I come from howling at the midnight moon.
I come from a dying breed.

by Nicole Davis©

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