Once the blue moon rises
You can find me whispering to the stars
Asking why I am left to the wolves
They’ll speak of the highest mountains
I’ll ask about the dirt below
And they’ll point me toward the sea
Once the red moon rises
You can find me yelling at the soil
Asking if the wolves had to devour me
They’ll simply say, “yes.”
Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
Robin LeeAnn 
This is so captivating ✨
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Thank you so much!
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Open your heart, open it wide, spread kindness so much that when youre done, people will be in a better place.
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This is so beautifully written, enthralling, and powerful.
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Thank you so much!!!
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Wonderfully evocative!
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Thank you!
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