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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Collective: The Wounded Coyote</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A hapless howl in the dark of the night<br>Rouse like the skin of coal he wore<br>Shadowing a fire ready to pounce and bite<br>The bitter pangs haunting his eerie lore<br>In his chest, a wound in the left, a hollow in the right; <br>A flagrant death shrilling from the core</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I sang along your succor for aid<br>In kindled fire, we dab and recuperate<br>Dissecting to build greater barricades<br>And meander again this forest of ornate<br>Disheveled from the cold, yet unafraid<br>Bark and howl! Valor you shall fabricate! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Autumn passed for seasons change<br>And in the gilded boughs, stark winter perched<br>You shed into white with the mountain range<br>And clean you came, from stain you're purged<br>The pristine cloak in forlorn dark seems strange; <br>Through winter you held fire, whilst I stagger to lurch</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=471568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A solitary game and not of hungry hunts<br>This coyote played and triumphantly taunts</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a></strong></div>