The writings of Hunter Coch

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Way of the Drifter

He’s got pale blue eyes
And a sly crooked smile.
His heart burns with rage,
For the world has done him wrong.
He walks upon dunes,
Wind and sand,
      His face weathered.
Always on the hunt,
He seeks to reap his vengeance.
None are left but ghosts
In a sea of empty death.
Few dare cross his path.
He is destroyer of men,
Lone Saint of killers.
Judicator of the lost
Walking the dark road of dusk.

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Part of the Drifter series

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