The Lone Wolf

The lone wolf was cut out from the pack

With nothing but a hurtful smack.

What did she do?

She wasnt like you.

She hunts at night,

With the moon as her light.

She is alone,

But not forlorn.

The pack cut her out.

They left her with doubt.

It is hard, packless to be

With nothing but a key.

A key to hope and life.

A key that fears no knife.

Shes in the universe, a wolf with no pack

Well, the universe needs a good wolf. 

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