23/10/2023
There is a great battle that rages inside me . One side is the soaring eagle. Everything that the eagle stands for is good and true and beautiful, and it sours above the clouds. Even if it dips down the valleys , it lays it's eggs on the mountain tops.
The other side of me is the howling wolf. And that raging howling wolf represents the worst that is in me. He eats upon my downfalls and justifies by his presence in the pack.
Who wins this great battle?
The one I feed
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