today in the midst of the boring life of campus and the strenous schedule the composition of an alter took to me actuating my dream into reality of want i wanted it to be.the lone wolf was coming out of its shelf to hunt for the first and the questions kept ring where he should hunt,but only the wolf smelt of the lone cub that needed his love that evening of the winternight when the moon was glowing in wolf blue just on the same day the wolf was born and ran away ten years ago from home
Bite of Africa 