Wild Beast

Emotions of gentleness and pleasure

Not indeed so beautiful

Fire of love that burns his heart

He has endured incalculable fatigue and cold and hunger

 

His future hopes, a creature of another sex; queen

This imagination was dreadful

A free lofty spirit

He learned how to work mischief

 

The beast of the field's

This is what it is to survive

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