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The Third Letter

Half the moon shines
Even with the clouds hoovering
'Tis a night full of howls
A name engraved on stone

To travel far from reaches,
I give no heed to thoughts
But risk the ravaging hungry wolves

The scent of rain
Fills my nose with a hint of whiff
Coursing through the wolf's vein
Thy name is all it howls.