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Poetry
Mar 29, 2014 8:20:47 GMT -5
Post by Calaminty Jane on Mar 29, 2014 8:20:47 GMT -5
"Somewhere in time's own space There must be some sweet pastured place Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow Some paradise where horses go, For by the love that guides my pen I know great horses live again." - Stanley Harrison, poet
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