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Horses

How benign, how beautiful you are, reflecting the chestnut sun, how natural, standing eye to eye head to head, against each other's mane. You do not pierce each other's hearts. How much more intelligent than this girl and I who torment ourselves with sharp edged words, separations and jousts, to crack the heart of each. I envy you your stance.