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Exploring the Terrifying World of Wolfland: A Childhood Memory

I’m in a place called Wolfland

I’ve been here with my brother

I am eight, my brother is three

And the wolf is after me

 

Somehow, I elude him

Somehow, I survive

I act as if all is well

But I am terrified

 

This is just a slice of life

I had when I was young

I think I even realized then

More is yet to come




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