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When I first heard a wolf call my blood ran cold. You ask some very good questions in this terrific poem. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
When I first heard a wolf call my blood ran cold. You ask some very good questions in this terrific poem.
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Thank you, John… so glad you enjoyed it!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you!
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Stunning poem, Anita. So haunting.
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We thank you for such a lovely comment, Diana…
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