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Mar 2020
Silent, but not too quiet,
where is the target and who will pray for it?

Hey hunter, haven’t you prepared to stalk and trap her ? 
When those dark roses opened up like Alladin’s cave,
a cave twisted, sharp spikes within 
 
Hey Hunter, cant you catch up with her
teasing from an invisible foe?

Change, again and again change your form,
When you adapt and chase it,
She can't be captured, but will you ever know.
Hey hunter, who will be hunted do you dare say!
Do you know if you are really the prey!
She has followed your scent and is following closely behind.
Now only her tracks you will find.

If you continue to play her vicous game,
Tears drop, a sleepless night in shame
Would fear turns to a fearer hunting game?
When those dark roses opened up like Alladin’s cave,
a cave twisted, sharp spikes within
Dr Xijuan Angel Liao
Written by
Dr Xijuan Angel Liao  F/London, UK
(F/London, UK)   
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