Like the Eyes of Wolves

Like the eyes of wolves at night on a road, so my own days are glimmering before me .
Glimmering from afar my lonely days approach me in the wide snowy field .
Like the eyes of wolves in a forest at night my world sparkles before me so shining, so cold .
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Nahum Yood
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