the stream sang these from its vertices
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the hunted then the dogs
then a hunter and a gun
the wounded prey the leaves
rustle crinkle rustle shuffle hush
cold and wet and aching
baying of hounds in the bush
in the echoing report the hunter reaves
singing blood a throat
a thirst that needed slaking
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