It was a tale said
That it was a hunter
Want to hunt a dear
He met a dear
He prepared his weapon
His eyes opened completely
His mind was ready
He took a position correctly
The trigger was pressed stability
He took a long breath
He looked at her face
He said "that is faith"
It was a tale
He looked at her again
He put his arm away
He followed her way
It was a tale
He came to hunt
She did at a moment
He was her hunted
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