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The Frost Lioness


Winter Waits for her time to bite
A crouching Lioness  
In frozen winds
Belly to the arctic waves  
Starved and waiting  
To strike at the painted land  
Painted by Autumn's golden Hands
She Preys on those  
Without a future
Without a past
Written by James_A_Knight
Published | Edited 12th Oct 2022
Author's Note
Thanks to those who read and put my work I have deleted in their reading list. Every now and then I purge the poems I am not happy with.
james
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