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Sonnet 2 - wolves only hunt humans if they've lost their pack or been abandoned

I rose up from the river, from the grass

and fled the hut where once my bloodlust reigned.

I let the seasons pass, the seasons passed

and spring brought back the forest’s food again. 

I have no pen to tell of winter’s clutch,

the loss of pack, the frozen waterways

my weakened legs lost in the stinking mulch

when hunger turned me swiftly to dismay.

I cannot shed the things I did that night,

the story haunts me as the decades flee.

Do I regret? Would I take back the bite?

and leave the girl alone among the trees?

No answers come but this one foul truth:

If you were there you would have eaten too. 

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