Eric Ripley Biography

I can hear the wolves
Howl in the distance
The howl is suddenly
Dampened by the falling snow
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They twinkle brightly
Drifting around lightly
All above the moon
Darting around like a coon
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The sands of life slowly drain away
And as this happens, I do not fray
Life is a ticking time bomb
Waiting to take you with a boom
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The way I feel
The way I am treated
The way people see me
I am different
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As my eyes guide me
Through this cold and damp world
I have only one desire
It is a tree of which branches
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