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The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
I search and search yet find no prey
I'll hunt again, tomorrow's another day
Always on guard like a cat on the prowl
Yet I repeatedly hurt myself and rant, rave, and howl.
Will I ever find my prey my search seems endless
The same day in and day out...
The heart is a lonely hunter.
© 1999 Rob Murphy
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