The wolf says unto you:
I can only say, there was this black rabbit
I kept meeting em, in my dreams since I was a puppy.
This marvelous black rabbit, I would see running
but it was too far away... I was too blind to see...
I closed my eyes, not to see it, in my daylight hours,
but in spite of it all, it kept on shrilling, at my direction.
My heart felt so deserted, underneath the infinite night,
as a beggar who sits underneath the shadow of a tree.
And I began to roam, not knowing why, not knowing where,
I started to run with my eyes closed and my paws to the ground.
And here it is: what no one will ever believe... Not even I!
The rabbit is no longer in my dreams.
Now it shrills neath my fur....
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