- the horses are docile look them in the
eyes talk them out of it
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- back back hand on the
bridle beautiful horses back up
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- i never can have it
on the cliff where they were
- nothing moves
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- stranded stranded
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- oh restore them please
- i didn't mean to kill them it was
i did mean to kill them
- the sight of them kissing the way they do
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- as roses in the room of a drinker
- make changes in that place's lace
- red making ripples that touch some thing in lack of red
- here i am on the eve of new chemistry
- as always
- a sheet of paper whacking in the hall
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- ask energy dear energy
restore the horses please
- i didn't mean to kill them it was
i did mean to kill them
- the sight of them kissing the way they do
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