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Darkness breaks, moon awakes.
Night now brings the star it makes.
Moon beams fall, light up all,
From silvery woods there comes a call.
Grayish blur, shaggy fur,
Food is this night creature's lure.
Brown deer, very near,
It is brought down full of fear.
Deadly fight, very tight,
Every wolf will feast tonight.
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