Though Sentient would some Base Horses be
Still their Sentiment could by Hooves presume
Which Life though Spiked with Challenges we see
Where Evidence still by Hopeful Roses bloom
Pick you each then to your Rightful Dames give,
Knowing such Gesture for their Weary Hearts heal
Take Calm your Age by Playful Avenues live;
Learn then Laugh betwixt your Heart's Needle seal
Thus breathe these Hopes; smoke by Yellow Perfume,
Soon by Will tempered as Spirit's Form mist
Supply now Activity by Kind resume,
Coins and Supplements ride this Bus re-miss.
Special you Both by your own Senses before
Where Current Directors plead your Gifts once more.
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