I've started running away, taking cover and hiding.
I feel my feet under me slipping and sliding.
Fustration and fear push me to my limits and cause me to bolt.
I'm sorry to say that yes it's all your fault.
Bent one way then pulled back another the pressure is building in a mass.
Which is why i've decided to run away from you and haul my ass.
I'm the nomadic traveler and I won't stay long enough for you to get too near.
I won't become close because im riddled with confusion and fear.
So I may be a pretty sight for you to be able to see.
But this wolf is a badass runner and you'll never capture me.
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