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the big bad wolf

She invited him to dessert. 

He had her for breakfast. 

She forgot her own name. 

The neighbors knew this. 

They slept through lunch.

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Spiritwolf

writer, explorer, creative; director, leader and manager. part time left - part time right brained. can often found out chasing fish, the moon, music, the mystical and metaphysical, art, travel, foodanddrank, my pack, beauty, the light and the dark, adventures, the arcane, the strange and profane...

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