A Horses Heaven
Horses are a thing of beauty
Their silky smooth hair and mane
That seems to go against the wind
Making them seem like
A spirit moving
When parting this life
They go to a phenomenon place
That have golden fences
Where they can en-circle themselves
In a land so beautiful and bright
With lots of shiny stables and
An open range so, that
Their souls can roam freely
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