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Shapeshift

Look at the moon...
Strange fascination.
Wildness rises within.
Darkness...
Enfolding.
Crouch down,
the ground is soft.
Great strength
Flows through me.
A Change...
Old fears stripped away.
The past shed
Like a tired skin.
I rise.
Look,
The Moon!
I howl.
I...
Am.