Poem Hunter is the apostle of peace,
godown of peace,
bufferstock of peace and love,
rural warehouse of zest of life,
it is the sunshine in the dark tunnel,
moonshine in the deepnight,
it is a small boat in the shipwreck,
in th e deep ocean,
reservoir of wisdom
not of pedagogy,
but of all practical use,
you see your replica in PH, in it
you see the reflection of thy very own life,
of what happened to you last night
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