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the little girl
dreamed to ride her little pony
he took her to beautiful places
she raced the wind
hugged the sky
she wanted
to be rocked
a baby
on a smiling rainbow
kiss
the moon
touch silver stars
but
her beautiful horse
refused
he is squatting
with his own wounds
joggig with silence
intertwisting death
with,boredom
the little
girl
is now sitting on
emptiness floor
playing with all boredom toys
sipping black cocoa
sea has
gathered his silver waves
left suddenly
her beautiful horse
who was so vivid
is now
a souleless
dead toy
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