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Sweet scent of danger
Lingers within the forest~
Be still racing heart
Frozen snow crunches
Lurking closer to my lair~
Hide little ones, hide
Blare of thunder rings
Scurry, death is imminent~
Child's voice now silent
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Sweet scent of danger
Frozen snow crunches Blare of thunder rings
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Author notes"This is a great form of poetry that flows from my thoughts, though the picture I see is greater, I have summed it all up beautifully in such short verse." In a listA contest entry
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