through the shadows,
scavenging for scraps
while traversing through
unpaved paths.
It learned how to be content
with the pieces it found
for it knows that it was all
it would ever need.
Until the smell of blood
sifted through its nostrils
and lit up the spark
inside its veins
that has been sleeping
for far way too long.
The spark of a long
forgotten dream,
drawing a howl from
deep inside its chest
to the moon
upon remembering.
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