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Tuesday, March 11, 2014

The Morning Mare

You shimmer in the mist
Haloed in golden light
Mane'd neck bent to kiss
The cool sweet dew of night
Pricked ears catch wished
For sounds of dawn's delight
Posted by Paul at 7:39 AM
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