Horses and cows grazing together, eating, talking,
being unreserved in time, mingling in pastures,
passing the days away.
No reasons to forgive, no wars to end, living peace-
fully, co-existing on lands, no problems with color
or race.
Just friends in a pasture, no time to waste in hatred,
only sacred peace can claim them.
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