Yearbook March

She was raised by wolves, In the warmth of their fur. Surrounded by fangs, She knew that she was secure. Language barriers Made no difference at all. When you're truly cared for, There's no purpose for walls. His fences stood tall As the shoulders of

If i could rearrange my words, I'd say what i mean. If i could learn to count the cards, I'd risk everything. Imagine how brave i'd be If i knew i'd be safe. If i could only know the end, I'd be a prodigy of faith. If i had a treasure map, oh the ans