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They bagged her in the yard, one arrow through the heart. Her eyes were wide and
dark as never. “First of the season, ” said one hunter, “we just gotta’ tag her, ” said another.
“Two little ones come by later, ” said a third.
Cretan Maineiac
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Duncan Wyllie (3/14/2008 3:31:00 PM)
A very powerful poem, the discription is so clear in this, , full impact poetry..top marks
Love duncan X |
Meggie Gultiano (2/7/2008 1:14:00 AM)
a very powerful message you brought here, Chris..Simple but great piece. |
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