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hiding in altitude
invisible and observant
I've watched you
for days and nights
suffering from your
lack of instincts
so harmless
to a wild and cold nature
in which I forever roam

the sun has died
and you've become the weak
fragile bones and skinny flesh
on which I can't feed

but I will slice you open
just to hear you scream
just to hear you beg

nature is god
and the roles have turned
waiting in this raging stadium
I am the human hunter

your grunts of pain
recalls the sacrifice
of the forefathers
that died in shame
as your legacy
fades into unknown wilderness

paqsipge'itelua'tl

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