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Friday, 1 October 2010
The Hunters.
Slowly the hunters stalk their prey,
Silently moving toward them
Positioning for the perfect shot.
Carefully camouflaged within their surroundings
They prepare to take aim.
They shoot...another victim becomes prey
To the paparazzi.
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