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Nov 6
It was a school camp excursion,
we rode on these rental bikes,
About 20 of us, changing lanes
and so hurriedly and rapidly,
and BANG, we heard a single shot
and flew down the hill to witness.
A man with his foot on a rain deer
It's heart was running and pounding.
He didn't listen to any of my pleas
or the whelping of that of my friends,
He proceeded to shoot it again.
I was 9 years old.
RyanGeoffreyHayward
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RyanGeoffreyHayward  46/M/Australia
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