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Feb 2015
i saw white horses riding all along the sea
riding high and proud heading straight for me
floating on the waves underneath the sun
galloping to shore having so much fun.

rolling with tide  high upon the crest
holding up there heads sticking out there chest
waiting for the tide to roll again once more
as it turns around to some other shore
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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