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I miss cow grass The kind they can actually chew on when hungry The kind you can dig your feet in and feel Relief. I miss horse clouds The steamy breath as they pull their people through the snow The kind that smells like hay and feels Warm. I miss home Not a house or a place But a people I don’t know Anymore.
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Jan 31, 2012
Jan 31, 2012 at 11:38 PM UTC
Cow Grass
I miss cow grass The kind they can actually chew on when hungry The kind you can dig your feet in and feel Relief. I miss horse clouds The steamy breath as they pull their people through the snow The kind that smells like hay and feels Warm. I miss home Not a house or a place But a people I don’t know Anymore.
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English
Jan 31, 2012
Jan 31, 2012 at 11:38 PM UTC
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