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Leave Me Not to the Wolves Stephen Hoyle

Leave me not to the wolves; Not to Loneliness whose fangs bite deep; Regret, who lurks at mind’s every corner; Or Despair, who prowls and does not sleep. You paved my path as we went, The journey safe, we walked in bliss; Or so I did, until you left. I know not where I went amiss, I see no path nor dawn ahead, Just dark trees till me my heart absolves.

Till then, oh joy, spare my life, And leave me not to the wolves.

I am a student of English at Bridgewater College with a passion for writing and a love of medieval literature. -Stephen

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