The Hunt - Poem by Rasul Raessi
The Hunt was in Range.
He aimed at It.
His Cheek had been attached to Gun.
A Light and Shade appeared in his Eyes.
The Hunt was going away.
He raised his Head.
Looked into the Sky and closed his Eyes.
The Sky was still Blue.
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