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Wild horses
In the meadows that seem hard to find,
within those grasses,
which grow greener in my mind,
out there and beyond the other side,
the wild horses dwell in peace.
Their hooves a heartache,
every step,
with their gallop I leave you there,
and dwell alongside them without a care,
without you in my mind.
Cross my heart,
lay down to sleep,
these reveries I swear you cannot keep,
not even wild horses could draw me away
from the fields of my dreams.
