Thursday, October 30, 2008
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In a vast stretch of snow covered mountain peak is a clear imprint of a wolf paw. In this silent place, the paw talks of the wolf that was there for a reason unknown. The paw would soon be wiped and his presence on that peak would be forgotten. But he was there, standing stiff legged and tall, ears erect and sharp, looking onto the valley - just him standing there robust and silent made it an entirely different picture. So, I write this blog - just 'cause I'm here and just 'cause i can...
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