Nighthawk dreams

Dropped the gun while the eye of precision

Expands a view over this forgotten desert while

dusk hunts the dawn, though they will never meet

blasts to an end and anger

crawls up in forms of dust

Tides are turning

guilt and misery speak

while incognito appears slowly into the corners of escape

encircling their preys,

But nighthawks do not surrender

and learn the lesson of the day.

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