The Quiet Ones

The subtle hint of nothing more,
no hidden pun or secret tale
by which you get to know them well.
No buried skeletons they bear
but pasts held close underneath their stare.
With a single glance they strike you down,
a blow struck hard and swift.
A single punch so secretive,
you barely see them hence.

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