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wolf cried wolf

the wolf cried wolf
to see if anyone would
run to the rescue,
to save himself from
himself – they did,
but not soon
enough – so he coughed
his sadness upward
to the moon, his breath a
rough cold smoke in the air,
letting his sadness
rip through the trees –
others couldn’t tell if it
were prayers or swears

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