Something Preserved
Something Preserved
Something obscured, masked and drawn within
Something withheld, something burning
Words lost on a silent tongue
Ancient knowing unsung
Violent throws and actions split
Quiet droning, waiting, unsent
Panting, growling, the fiery dog stays
In wait, hopeless prey knows his fate
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