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The Loss of Promise

A doe stretched its lanky neck
Breathing in the fresh pine air.
A light breeze drifting
With an overwhelming swell of summer heat.

The sun shatters as snakes rise forth.
Red, yellow, brown, blue,
An avalanche of wicked teeth and searing eyes
Swooping toward a crouching figure in the fields.

The deer is swallowed whole.
The bumpkin cries.

Clouds spurt torrents,
And the snakes are swept away.
A fawn sneaks behind the country bumpkin,
Nudges him on the shoulder,
And he laughs
And lays down to rest.

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