Shot by Hunter
Sitting in wait of midnight
I smoke to pass the time
Big hand passes the little one
As I wait for mine
We sit in 3D & time is irrelevant
yet past memories sting
Small shocks feel good
I think I feel no pain
I sense my Home is near
Through each battle through each scar
my soul has persevered
floating through the clouds
As my mind starts to clear
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