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A wolf, wanders, upon the plaster of the walls -

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Salivating, dripping malnourishment,

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Hunger,

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From the tenor of its jaws.

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II

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I hope you understand, that you know

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What it means

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To actually

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Claw your way back from hell -

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To find purpose, a reason,

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Wherewithal,

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From a thing that is,

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If not comparable, than absolutely

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And in all consequence, damnable.

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I hope you know what that means -

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To find your way back, from that,

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Absent any assistance

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And neither

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Any pre-set, or cartographic 

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Navigational-maps.

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Author's Note

I: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vBMoeIVLvw&ab_channel=JeanClaudine

II: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_r3yxfU4Gpw&ab_channel=Florence%2BtheMachine-Topic