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Feb 2017
Noon is a stallion, pushing through
Running over a massive plain of sky
With breezes as breath and a broad chest of blue
He runs wildly with the sun blazing in his eye
Breeze-Mist
Written by
Breeze-Mist  19/F/North America
(19/F/North America)   
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