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not a hunter

Not a Hunter Every morning, the train that took him to work through a landscape harassed by Man he saw a deer watching the train as it did every morning  The deer's eyes reflected the morning sky making the landscape eerily beautiful He marked the spot, and on a Sunday, when the train was not running, driving to the spot to see if the animal was there, it appears the deer also took Sunday off He took free from work on a Monday to see the deer, the weather was of slight  rain, the ruined landscape appeared in black and white, but the animal was there He shot the deer through its heart, hoping his nightmare would end

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