Hidden from sight
In even the brightest light
Asleep by day I hunger at night
Feed on the innocent
In full moon`s light
By this very light I see
A person whom I with I`d love to be
A forbidden fruit not allowed to me
Some I as a were-wolf can`t have
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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