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I know
One day
I promised
To tell you
Of the wild horses
That live
In my mind
All of the sleek
Shiny
Hair
Blowing
In the wind
Dappled
Spotted
Muscular
Mares
Light as air
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I just
Want
To dance
Swing
Float
To sting
Light
On feet
Messenger
With
Wings
Nothing
Can disrupt
This
Rhythm
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Check
My traps
On
The morn
For creepy
Crawling
Desperately
Hungry
Demons
Of olde
Change
Jingling
In their pockets
As I
All alone
Take them
Out
For reprogramming
They cannot live
For they cannot die
Costume changes
Are all
We all
Could hope for
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