Horse Poems
Horses are ghosts. They are living reminders of our preindustrial past. Like ghosts, they remind us of uncomfortable things.
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Horses are ghosts. They are living reminders of our preindustrial past. Like ghosts, they remind us of uncomfortable things.
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