long legged and red eyed
awash in
grey snow
coming out of the woods
stares you down,
friend or foe.
his teethed bared
in fear.
you stand there and let
him pass.
he has nothing
against you and you have
no qualms with him.
you just want
to go on your way
in this world,
to be left alone,
no different than him.
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