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The Wolf

The wolf calls to me, asking to be free.

Hungry, she paces up and down her enclosure, longing for the days where she ran, wind whipping through her fur and the taste of blood fresh on her tongue.

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On love and soulmates

After thirteen years, who knew that a spark between two hearts, could so easily be reignited. Perhaps it never disappeared, but rather lay dormant, waiting for that serendipitous moment in time when you and I collided, and our love story was born.

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WritingSarah BothaComment

I realised then that I like wild things…. Wild flowers. Wild animals. Thunderstorms. Waves crashing over rocks. The untamed, the chaotic - the beings that reminded me the most of myself.

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