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Den of Mayhem

Sprite gazelle grazes in thigh high gold Dipped lips nibble nutrient dense heads Shivered fright, ripe blonde blades hold Whispered warning of what prey dreads Sardonic posture, stealth purposed lion Padding flattens flax pale wave swathes Hunt pattern happens, heirachy's design Instinct driving, predator blindly behaved Spring legs scissor, her raced resistance Twice sized eyes shine, adrenalin's elixir Takes passage pointless flee in pinkened Streaked attack stalker strike jaws victor 24th December Taken by force

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Date: 12/24/2020 12:04:00 PM
Heya Sigrid, what wonderful detailed imagery of survival in the wild, love the way you crescendo to the final stanza, strangely most of the time the prey does get away, but not in this case, Christmas dinner is served, cheers David, merry Xmas to you
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