The guardians follow behind me day and night, sleeping and awake i feel their careful footsteps look behind me quick enough and see their shadows running with mine
have they been there all along? i wonder over them, these mysterious guides the black, the white, the silver, the brown in every dream they are beside me in every battle they are before me
these guardians of mine with sharp teeth swift feet, knowing eyes, they know me maybe they know me better than i know myself they point me the way i am to go but i struggle against it, stubborn heart
i do not want to go to the desert i do not want to dream of wars and dead if i am to take a lesson from them am i a wolf dressed in girl's clothing am i strong enough to believe?
maybe they are with me to remind me that like true love, true magic never dies.
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Wow just came upon your gallery, I'm amazed the art and poems capture so much feeling, I can't wait to read and see them all. It may be a long night I really enjoyed this one.
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