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Sijo Poem

November 19, 2014
By tommy_o SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
tommy_o SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Alone in the woods, technology remains forgotten.
The wind blows through the trees as the lone eagle soars in the sunrise.
200 yards--a deer in the crosshairs...a split second choice.



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