Predator

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The hunter dances
A slow, slick dance
In the fog under the valley
Where the gray
Has tangible presence

His lips pulled back
Yellowed teeth
Eyes the color
Of violence

Who will take his challenge?
Accept
For the game
Of the burning muscle, swinging winds
Impact on stone

Is the only way you will ever live.





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