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Strength VIII {Poem} - Effy Wild
Strength VIII She is all heart rage as she wraps pale hands around his muzzle and I’m all envy, watching. I know her secret but I don’t have her power, to look unflinchingly beyond the fangs, to hear beyond the raging roar, to love beyond reason. I’m not crowned in forever. I’m finite. I’m human. …