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28 The Alphabet of Love THE HOWL What was that howl We heard late last night— A wail which woke us And told some dreadful tale We thought we left behind. The haunting cry came As quickly as it went, Yet we remained still— This nagging ring lingering Long into the silence We beat back with a stick. How did it happen That here, of all places, The creature would know Where to find us, After we took a vow To set things straight And start life over— Even against these odds. Had we only been able To listen more closely And pinpoint the sound, We could have captured The lengthening shadow Stretched between us; But it was too late, And the beast escaped— Free to prowl again. ...

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