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Jul 2013
Graceful, pale, and lithe,
Strung low on haunches,
Belly brushing snow
With bristling fur.
Eyes, teeth, and claws,
Muscles taut and ready,
Preparing to pounce
On unwary prey.
Rage, snarls, and instinct,
Caught up with crimson,
A killer in the snow,
Howling, haunting, hunting.
Written by
Joshua Brown
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