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Ballad of soldier's ho

I though soldiers are adorning their horses for eternity for immortality for life for instance? Nor nightmare nor stone nor chauvinism is anyhow the world ever for glass or glee. The world has never been in silence or pretence or barren, each snow a blow, each touch a walk, each neigh a lovely memory or remembrance, ah! filling the earth with joy and bliss, blar, blar, blar, blar, blar, blar,.....?.

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