You reckless hunter, you took aim and mild in the woods, flaunting your false harmless.
Shaking bare hands, have hidden weapons eyeing the fawn,
you looked docile he yielded to his natural innocence.
Then you shot several times, until it fell with a thud.
Great wonder in his eyes wide open to hear the heat caused by the wounds
not understand why,
and embraced him and hug while crying sorry
he does not feel, at last.
not hear anything.
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