The Hunter

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Quietly the hunter stalks,
in the black of night.
Warily the hunted walks,
staying out of sight!

In the full gleam of the moon,
the hunter kills its prey!
Now the hunted is no more,
there is nothing in the hunter’s way!

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I enjoy writing poetry as and when I get an inspiration to do so. When I am not writing I am enjoying curry day!

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