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My name is Wolfness.

Wolfness of the Shadowforest.

..the forest full of memories, grey pictures of gone moments.

With such deep feelings, strong like iron, still like thin ice,
breaking thrue it like sunlight thrue the leafs of Destinys grey mist.

..Like the old oaks roots, deeper under a unconsience moment,
to make any pass it thrue, to fall into a darker mind of theirselves..

That’s why my name is,

and will always be,

Wolfness.

I walk my own road, asleep, still awake.

Crying out the pain, of all hearts, all minds, all souls..

..misunderstood feelings, last of the ones in true love like mighty light,
of the shadowsky.

The forest will lye in its mist, screaming its pain.

Still no-one will feel its touch in them, thou its inside all of the leafs, broken hearts,

when they look upon the stars, so bright, shining their way in dark.

..I will howl.

Forever.