Dusk was the name of a small, runt wolf-cub who died at the "hands" of her siblings... the metaphor is equivalent to how dawn rips out the throat of dusk in order to survive.
I think this is a very nice poem. Dawn to me has always been more important than dusk.
isn't that the truth
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Dusk was the name of a small, runt
wolf-cub who died at the "hands" of her siblings... the metaphor is equivalent to how dawn rips out the throat of dusk in order to survive.
I think this is a very nice poem. Dawn to me has always been more important than dusk.
isn't that the truth
Post a Comment