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My arrow was ready
I raised my bow
My nerves where thready
I look up and see the plough

Looking back my prey in front
It’s head up hearing a noise
I am on the hunt
Playing with my toys

As it runs I still look back
Lining up my shot
As I hear a smack
I know I have it caught

I move
With it on my back
I don’t have to prove
Walking along this track

As I see my friends waiting for me
They start to yell
They start to flee
As I look around at my enemy I start to swell
She has been caught by Winterspell

(Sam Forrest)

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