Man:
the colors of the world are
more than a rainbow
these are red sunset or
glow of dawn
your wolf's color is blue
blue wolves are such my wicked topcoat
in my wizards
thoughts and create ballads
about fulfillment in the fields
illuminated by the moon
Wolf:
firefly and cicada
they are friends of poetry
you are a poet who is fulfilled
what loves red sun in the morning
and a star morning
above the volcano
an insect pair flies
a heat warms their hearts
and the volcanic smoke
just golden them
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