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the woods

By , new alexandria, PA
here we are in broad nightlight. touching the gun,feeling the cold wet stock/ crunching the snow between the grooves of my kevlar boots’ the melodic rhythm of my foot steps almost drifts me away into a deep sleep. to the stand we go ,, after a long walk in;.; to climb we go not worrying about the cold


UP

UP
UP
we climb
now we wait……… we wait and wait and wait
till I see the flash of brown and white raise the gun aim the scope pull the trigger and BOOOOOM…… another one down another one down





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