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There was a time when

I was a child and the

priest of my parish

told us that when

the wolves surround

our village and the

women run away that

I will stand at the

centre and I will

hold a light and

the moon will

speak with Mary

and the sun will

call with Jupiter and

the branches on my 

torch will whisper

secrets to the thunder

and rain will come

and come it will, to

be the strength against

the wolfeyes and

the blood will flow

back inside,

into the women of

the world.

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