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Stag

Mellow and magnificent, he grazes in the dawn. His power is unquestioned here, Guardian of doe and fawn. Serenity is parted, broken, peace is split asunder. Seeking flesh, those famished come, with hearts of granite, gaits of thunder. He sprints with vigor, youth, and fear, he dashes through dark and day, but keen and starving, they yet are swift, exhaust consumes, thus he falls prey. So many kill and die this way.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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