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The Ode of the Black Howler

The young man lay alone at night, His head against a root. His nose was frosty with the snow His face was black with soot. But he was warm, he swore, he swore, Before the howl made at his foot, the howling at his foot.

Still in his dreams the scream rebounds To cut off […]