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STRANGER RIDES INTO GHOST TOWN
STIRRING DIRT BENEATH HIS FEET
LYING THERE THE SHERIFF BLEEDS
HIS STARRY EYES THE BUZZARDS FEED

PULLS OUT A MAP
HEADS ACROSS
TOWARDS THE LAKE
IN HIS SIGHTS
IS THE CROOK


BATTLING DEMONS HE CAN'T DEFEAT
AT A LOSS, WITH THE SKY HE GRIEVES
RECOVERING 'NEATH THE SCATTERED TREES
SPIRTS GUIDE HIM TO THE MISSING PIECE

PICKS OUT THE TRAIL
AT THE PERCH HE WAITS
CLEARS THE SCOPE
IN HIS SIGHT
IS THE CROOK

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