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I'm silent and swift as the night. You'll never know when I'll spring and fight. I'll fight you in the canyons or on open ground. While you'll look frantically all around. I'll scream and howler to strike you with fear. I'm the wolf, while you are the deer. Tomahawk, bow or knife. Are the tools I use to take your life. The Apache
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Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 12:42 AM UTC
The Apache
I'm silent and swift as the night. You'll never know when I'll spring and fight. I'll fight you in the canyons or on open ground. While you'll look frantically all around. I'll scream and howler to strike you with fear. I'm the wolf, while you are the deer. Tomahawk, bow or knife. Are the tools I use to take your life. The Apache
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Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 12:42 AM UTC
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