FIGHT IN WITH WOLVES
IN A DREAM OF A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT , I SAW A GIRL WITH EYES BRIGHT AS MOON , HAIR BLACK AS THE DARK NIGHT , LIPS LIKE THE ROSE PETALS , FIGHTING WOTH WOLVES , DASHING THROUGH THE WIND , PIERCING THE HEART , BRAVE THAN A TIGRESS ; DIGNITY AND PRIDE STANDS ABOVE ALL LUXURIES AND FAME FOR HER ; I HOPE TO BE THAT GIRL WHEN I WAKE UP...
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