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SunHunter
In earth's dark garment stalking
silent, patient as the bone
you nudge unyielding night
until the seal cracks
unchaining ghosts of dawn.
Wrenching sun from death
is cause enough for being
although little deaths are endless.
As long as night relents and day must die
you have a gift to bear your brethren.
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