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| Norman H. Russel |
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| The Big Wolf | ||||
| I have crept so close to the big wolf -against the wind- that I could kill him with an arrow that I could skin him on the same day he is lying on a rock in the sun he raises his mighty head he turns his big eyes towards me we are lying there gazing at each other the sun is wandering the wind is turning birds are flying past we are lying there waiting and looking then he gets up and I get up and we stretch turn around and go our own ways. |
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