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Pawprints and memories A grey shadow passes by, Leaving just a memory. A paw print in the snow, Something to be cherished. He hunts, hunts for his pack, Them enslaved, His heart filled with longing. He gives no voice to this. He carries on his lonely search, Alone and weary by the day. Leaving but pawprints, But memories on the mind. Finally he finds them, Bound to man's will, Sitting by his fire, Unharmed and well. Now he cries to them, A sad voice in the dark. His family answers with a growl, They have turned from him. Now alone, weary, and heartsore, He leaves them be, Never to be heard again, Only pawprints and memories. A single grey shadow.
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