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Neighing Horses
She felt the water
and whispered "river man",
fumbling for the coins in her pocket
she dropped them both,
plunk
plunk,
Death and it's many faces
chase us
life,
roads,
bumps,
plunk
plunk
and whispered "river man",
fumbling for the coins in her pocket
she dropped them both,
plunk
plunk,
Death and it's many faces
chase us
life,
roads,
bumps,
plunk
plunk
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