Lonewolf

Tyson W.J. Belko
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readAug 6, 2015

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I was looking north

Up at our star

The moon went down

A little more

There was no one

For miles and miles

I see your shape

From-out the clouds

I spoke your name

Of magic sounds

There was no one

For miles and miles

Around

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