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scars and broken wings
ghost deer. 
i literally sat for hours…slowly inching closer and closer to this deer.
looking him in they eye. reading his body language.
if he felt uncomfortable with the distance between us i would look down and back away.
then try again. 
i felt like i connected with him.
idk why.
my grandma told me that some hunter killed him.
my buck.
he is gone.

ghost deer. 

i literally sat for hours…slowly inching closer and closer to this deer.

looking him in they eye. reading his body language.

if he felt uncomfortable with the distance between us i would look down and back away.

then try again. 

i felt like i connected with him.

idk why.

my grandma told me that some hunter killed him.

my buck.

he is gone.

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