Bow hunting
PhillysbtHere's another one coming at ya straight from the mountainous 307. Not lyrically gifted the mind has just shifted. thoughts racing eyes chasing. Watching and contemplating as the bows knocked back. All that surrounds urging you to attack. Every sense toned and focused. Fingers tender from weeks being poulticed. pains no longer a feeling and is simply disappearing. Eyes dilate and the arrow soars to incompasatate. Fletchings pass through as the buck drops. The mount from this will be mad props. A trophy sought 75 feet up in a deer stand, a bountiful gift from this mountainous reagon of gods land
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Here's another one coming at ya straight from the mountainous 307. Not lyrically gifted the mind has just shifted. thoughts racing eyes chasing. Watching and contemplating as the bows knocked back. All that surrounds urging you to attack. Every sense toned and focused. Fingers tender from weeks being poulticed. pains no longer a feeling and is simply disappearing. Eyes dilate and the arrow soars to incompasatate. Fletchings pass through as the buck drops. The mount from this will be mad props. A trophy sought 75 feet up in a deer stand, a bountiful gift from this mountainous reagon of gods land
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