‘THE HUNTRESS’

The laws of nature dictate this causality.
You stand atop of the peak so casually.
The crown that you wear just seems so much to bear,
You cannot ever falter – you’re as light as air.

You are the hunter,
They are the hunted.
Read their face,
Know your place.

Breathe.

THE HUNTRESS
Written by Jungle (N.F.N.)
(C) 2020, All rights reserved

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