A vulpine trick
Of a howling wolf
Of a rowing fisherman
That illuminate in their eyes
That trickle from their tongues
To trap their prey
And it''s the time,
Of fishes fleeting in the fortress of Nereid
Of deer leaping in the lap of Diana
For depart from their world
To a world of hunter
To their an unseen spence of hunger
It's time to depart
VIPINS PUTHOORAN
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