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Along the fence horses trot
The leafy shadows slowly turn
I look up from a steaming ***
A world ripe with unconcern
Wild grasses bent with dew
And every bird's askew feather
I push into the grey-pink sky
This is mountain weather
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 12:45 AM UTC
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Along the fence horses trot
The leafy shadows slowly turn
I look up from a steaming ***
A world ripe with unconcern
Wild grasses bent with dew
And every bird's askew feather
I push into the grey-pink sky
This is mountain weather
