One takes to lead the pack,
The other one is very determined to win the fight,
While the other's initiative is a bop,
The other one possess pureness in his heart
Whereas the last one always pays respect to the brothers above.
A very ideal pack that plays different role
But they howl together as one,
They got each other's back in times of tough roads,
One will carry the other in the back,
One will become the cane all the way home,
Strings of each other's fingers were interconnected,
No one is left behind to fight alone-
All together as one they will sue the violence of the sea.
They're a fantastic wolves in the middle of the night
Looking for opportunities in the mountain top.
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18:19
Poetry[An Open Diary] An A'Tin's message to SB19 who saved her from drowning into the ocean of grief and for fighting the sirens of disturbing images in her head.
