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can you feel the hooves that break the ground of the alone? that pounding pace strong enough for freedom, can you feel it? growing wild with the promise only it can keep unto itself--held too close for betrayal. the manifest cut of the blackest stallion-- flanked with ocher by the sun it sets. dearer than the life he runs for, and the warring legs that lose their place in manic motion. their moment multitude plummets the black stallion into his Heart--as the lay of the land surrenders. in the unblinking glass of his eyes,   passing by and thru with clearest of reflection--uncontainable bliss wets down his jawbones. his unbreakable neck refusing to allow a head to turn that's cocked forth.
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Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 12:00 PM UTC
Drawn Horse
can you feel the hooves that break the ground of the alone? that pounding pace strong enough for freedom, can you feel it? growing wild with the promise only it can keep unto itself--held too close for betrayal. the manifest cut of the blackest stallion-- flanked with ocher by the sun it sets. dearer than the life he runs for, and the warring legs that lose their place in manic motion. their moment multitude plummets the black stallion into his Heart--as the lay of the land surrenders. in the unblinking glass of his eyes,   passing by and thru with clearest of reflection--uncontainable bliss wets down his jawbones. his unbreakable neck refusing to allow a head to turn that's cocked forth.
Onoma
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Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 12:00 PM UTC
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