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Hunting The Silence
Sleeping inside my fury,
the predators keep away
Passing downwind of my ire,
seeking lesser prey
My strength is wrapped around me,
no more armor do I need
The fangs of lions, bears, and wolves,
break upon my sleeve
My campfire roars in anger,
the birds have stilled their wings
The tracks of blood I left today,
tomorrow's path to bring
As ruler of this forest,
my range the great divide
To those who hear me coming
-upon whose fear I thrive
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
the predators keep away
Passing downwind of my ire,
seeking lesser prey
My strength is wrapped around me,
no more armor do I need
The fangs of lions, bears, and wolves,
break upon my sleeve
My campfire roars in anger,
the birds have stilled their wings
The tracks of blood I left today,
tomorrow's path to bring
As ruler of this forest,
my range the great divide
To those who hear me coming
-upon whose fear I thrive
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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Hunting The Silence
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