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Rated: E · Poetry · Animal · #2191028
ever wonder what it would be like to be a deer? - written est. '95 - #1 post to WDC 2006
Darkness closes in as the forest trees tower above me.
The last beams of sunlight come in spots to color
and play with the grass and leaves.
I run swiftly through the forest,
never making a sound at all.
I am trying to escape the Predator
that's been stalking me since early fall.
I come to the edge of an open field
and pause to smell the air.
I can smell his musky Human scent
and the odor of used gunpowder.
I cross the field cautiously,
yet desperately,
seeking a place to hide.
Again, I reach the forest land.
I come to a deep ravine
and leap across to the other side.
I am an animal of the wild
one that is hunted and maimed.
I am more than just food for Man,
I am strong, and free, and untamed.

I AM DEER
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