Hunting Song of the Sea Wolves

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Today I was surfing the interwebs for some canning recipes (which I promise I’ll throw on here later) and I came across this beautiful poem I just had to share.

Hunting Song of the Sea Wolves

Fear not the Red Flower
As it blooms in the snow
For it feeds our lives ever
Come drink it and grow

With each passing season
And each passing soul
Its scent the more lovely
Its breath the more cold

So come with me kindred
O come let us fly
They’ve reason to fear us
For love never dies

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About Brunch At Tiffany's

Self proclaimed pickle connoisseur, advid anime binger, doused in otaku culture, obsessed with Japan. Mother to one cat, four bunnies. I love to cook, eat and primarily nap. When not catching a beauty wink, and away from the tube I'll keep you updated on senpai. Writer, photographer, traveler, linguist, heartbroken human trying to fill in the void...

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