Great Hunters My Ancestors
My ancestors have heard of the
distance of running hooves
the hunters followed them through
wintry snow and all would proof
They were great hunters through
all the meadows of wintry limbs
the deep snow captured many frantic pilgrims
these unwanted destitute men.
Have seen their breath
within the freezing air
My ancestors could feel the sense of
many wild spirits within
The mountainous coldness lair.
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