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NightWolf

NightWolf

Poetry

My Poetry.
  • The Fate Of All Is Always Dust

    This man will fall as every man must. The fate of all is always dust.

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  • The Eleventh Hour

    Let it be known that it was the eleventh hour that brought the sun to its highest peak.

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What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.
— Albert Pines