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Dense Dances

One day, the bush meats
Will chase their hunters
And the hunters
Will become the hunted.

These human hunters
That glory in taking lives
And humiliating humans,
Dancing densely around their captives,
Shall eat their poisons soon.

Flourish Joshua
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