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Secret Truth

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Lightly the young girl dances

around a bonfire; proud of her prized wisdom

While the old man humbly weeps

over all the things unknown; ever, now and hence.

 

Surely the innocent fawn prances

haughty and ignorant of the looming doom

as the hollow-eyed, huntsman peeps

through the dense foliage of iron-wrought prudence.

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Mae Foreman

Sun 31st Mar 2019 13:31

Thank you Reinholtz! ?

steven arthur

Sun 31st Mar 2019 12:59

great again mae

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Mae Foreman

Fri 29th Mar 2019 19:44

Definitely! The huntsman is part of an analogy! I don't mean to promote hunting! ?Although in real life the hollow-eyed eyed huntsmen of this world never do, mine will drop his bow and arrow and bow his head reveringly. Cause I say so! I made him after all!
Thank you dear Jason ?
Mae

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Jason Bayliss

Fri 29th Mar 2019 19:35

Deliciously deep Mae, but if the hollow eyed huntsman has any soul left he'll think, "How beautiful is that haughty, prancing fawn?"

J. x

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