The Good Wolf
Let us not forget shared humanity,
where all live in unity.
In a complexity, the wood, the plain,
I could not take both,
I sought in vain, wild or tame, and wandered loth.
Not seen by mortal eye, in these realms, I passed by.
This is the question, complex in inception.
Is it imaginary? They say both play their role today,
It’s as clear as can be, by those who seek the light,
Where day and night unite, with imaginary aims,
I take my stand, as a unique entity in a vast land.
Imaginary, some may insist, but I persist,
In this realm, I exist and coexist,
A cunning play, in shadows, lay,
Shadows loom so deep, fear and hearts that weep,
These woods are dark and deep,
with choices to keep.
A quiet grace, the plain we embrace,
conflicts intertwined,
A truth is concealed, only questions are revealed.
We stand amidst this tangled wooded plain, the wolves
Misunderstood.
WoPoLi 
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