The Soul of a Horse
“When once I wandered in dark fields of dawn,
I felt the breath of life go out of me,
And stopped, although my soul went plodding on,
And waited with my heart beneath a tree;
Long my soul was gone, and where it went, was written in the life that it has spent,
For happiness cost many hours of pain,
And fear and anger too, and countless
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