Werner Klokow

Just the other day I lost my horse
I lost my horse, I lost it somewhere
Not here for sure or I would find it
My horse is hungry my horse must drink
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Under stars underneath clear skies
Rhythmic pulsating sugary beat
Existence reflects in pure bliss
Humanity in a momentary pause of life
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Underneath the paint of our exteriors
Under the brows of sweat-stained days
Under all of these
Lies the people we are
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Teddy bear laughter soft squealing joy
In the heart of a child we find so much love
No hurt for those we despise they share
Unprovoked love and courtship of the superior kind
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Misty rain sweet cool
Fluttering from sky grey
On a window pane
I saw a bird high above
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Like tumbleweed in the wind
Dust of those long gone
Forged in the light bright white
Of my soul lies the answers
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Shimmering plains of sand under horse hoof
Thundering up clattering until screaming cold
Bespeckled colours made to inflame fear
Death steel shimmers with old wood glint
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Seated on cold hard wood
Sitting there on the beach
As the waves of the Med rolled in
Rolled in under a cold breeze
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