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Prompt 22. The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter

My heart is a hunter
Yet doesn’t hunt for prey.
My heart has no weapons,
It just searches for a way
To stop being lonely,
To make desolation flee,
To find love in darkness
And finally be free.

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