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Hunted down

Those aren't footsteps,
And that's not work.
This is it, a miserable failure.
The very best program.

Resurrect the beautiful jewel.
Excuse me excuse me, hello hello!
I am your guide.

You'll be sleeping here tonight.
This is bound to happen.

What did you just see?

Stay in the lines or get hunted down.
Poachers are natures way of keeping the balance.
Written by twurminator
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