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Sitting in the forest, she waits.
Close to the ground, her scared prey hates.
Crawling in the landed estates.

Her grunt echoing in the land,
taking her admirable stand.
Her young, guilty target in her hand.

Milan
9/8/2013 07:40:34 pm

This is a very good poem I really struggled with mine a lot but yours is really good

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