With a winter chill
In the heart of Summer
I steel my will
I face my hunter
Stepping, Stalking, Hunting, Walking,
Pacing myself with a breathe of patience
Piercing the veil of morality with driving riteousness
Wallowing in damnation
For the sake of justice.
I steal the breathe
from those that breath not.
12/26/93
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