The Wolves’ Last Valley

Through life path, you take towards death, there must be soft thorns that will surreptitiously scratch your soul and may destroy it; it might also leave permanent scars, except our path that was paved by our children’s bodies. I was forced to leave my home with struggle, I did not desire this, I forcibly lived abroad; for ages. I did not desire this, They loved you, they fought you and they killed you!