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Sokka (part 1)

Enslaved by his pride
A little pup seeks an adventure
Manhood, warrior, and bride
The boy boldly gets his departure

In every day, in every night
His eyes longing for the moon
One bright smile put up a fight
Kicking ass, stumbled in a cocoon

Facing a distinct, warm truth
Now manhood is long gone
The first trial of his youth
It’s not all about brawn

Reaching the same, yet different base
This little pup tastes his first kiss
But the fire wiped out his jolly face
No bride— howling in a lost bliss

His heart stays, journey carries on
Arrived as a mature wolf, he glimpses
At a reflection that no longer be fond
Is he a true warrior as what it seems?

Malang, 12 December 2020
-FA

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