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Beyond the great sands is my home
To my home leads no path
But my every thought is a path to my home

Uuuum. I kind of translated the slaves' song from 'Robinson Crusoe'. I hope I did it right coz I couldn't find the original English version.
This one definitely sounds better in Polish.

I have no idea how a timber wolf could end up in the middle of a desert, but somehow Hannie did. And it feels quite good.