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Jun 2014
I get so close
To it
I can taste it
In the
Air

Then my personality
Changes
To a lesser
One, like
The

Wind suddenly
Changing
On a hunter,
Giving his
Scent

To it;
Seeing it
Flee from
The mouths
Of his
Children.
SG Holter
Written by
SG Holter  Fenstad, Norway.
(Fenstad, Norway.)   
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