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Silver, black, white, gold Northern lights shining like old Shadows dancing in the cold Manes shaking uncontrolled Hooves stomping in the snow While their sterling eyes glow Tails swishing in the wind Heads waving at the bend A forelock flying in the breeze A wisp of a pearly waft Drifting, about to freeze A breath so soft Horns swaying to the gust Silvery, onyx, ivory, gilt Passing on the trust To never wilt Their pale eyes open wide Dance to the light As if to glide In the night The starry night Silver, black, white, gold Northern lights Full of secrets to be told
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Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 4:40 AM UTC
Myths of the Mearas
Silver, black, white, gold Northern lights shining like old Shadows dancing in the cold Manes shaking uncontrolled Hooves stomping in the snow While their sterling eyes glow Tails swishing in the wind Heads waving at the bend A forelock flying in the breeze A wisp of a pearly waft Drifting, about to freeze A breath so soft Horns swaying to the gust Silvery, onyx, ivory, gilt Passing on the trust To never wilt Their pale eyes open wide Dance to the light As if to glide In the night The starry night Silver, black, white, gold Northern lights Full of secrets to be told
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emily-aline-brooklyn
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 4:40 AM UTC
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