Hunting With My Grandpa

What An Adventure.

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Goring Hunting with my grandpa.

What an adventure.

Before I begin this poem it is important to me, to take a few minutes, and to let the reader know, some events in my early childhood will be included in this poem. I just want to make it clear. I was never a victim. However, I was most definitely a survivor. And I only mean that in jest., But I was…