Kayla Litke

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This time, it comes from me. It’s all of me. All my rage, all my pain, all my strength, all my love. When I howl, I howl with everything I am, every fiber of me, in every form, every phase. Past, present, future. There is no me and the wolf. I am the wolf. This body is mine; it belongs to me. I’m here inside it, in control.
Such Sharp Teeth
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