http://slow.writerscafe.org/crylikeawolf%3C3 The original writings of author GrownUpTime en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776004716 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Six tribes of people with powers drawn from the earth are dictated by the high six. There is a revolution brewing from members of all six tribes and become more powerful by the day. Is war inevitable? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crylikeawolf%3C3/1324066/ poem for my wonderful boyfriend :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crylikeawolf%3C3/1002732/ adding more to this later im sure. just want to get my rough draft done so i can start editing. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crylikeawolf%3C3/952800/ how i feel when im with him <3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/crylikeawolf%3C3/941650/ The woods bear their usual calming effect on me. My entire body spoke out to me all at once. The trees made me feel more at peace with the world as well as everything in it. It put things in perspective too. 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