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Horses and Their Kin

Every night without the light

Or brightly shining low

Silver trees and darkened leaves

Blot the sky aboveAs the yellow moon to the darkest night

Turns to raging fire

The road it bends and the darkness spins

To voices in the choirI dream of horses and their kin

Against the lovely night

I dream of sand and sky and sin

Against the pale blue lightAnd everyone that feels at all

Has got something to say

About the way of southern ways

Of every wild day

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