A sonnet

What do I want? What do I need
To make my life complete indeed,
To bring me joy, to bring me peace?
The first - no asking any "please"

The second - running through the night
In sight of Moon who's full and bright.
The third - to hunt and then to stay
The only hunter, not a prey.

The fourth that dosn't let me die
Is writing songs with every sigh
The fifth is to release my mind
From any locks of any kind

The last - lay down at your feet...
That's all that makes my life complete


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