Beware of the wolves

The nightingale spoke
The words of the Forgotten
On the edge of a cliff
Swallowed by the roar of the sea.
They came with the wind
Cut by scissors of salt
And Mother Nature cried
Their torn apart tears.
In the cradle awoken
They just came to pray:
Beware of the wolves,
Beware of the wolves, they say!

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