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1.
Oddly, I feel compelled
To apologize, for what,
I do not know.

2.
How is it,
That I have come to love your poems,
When we come from different worlds.
I came from security and
Slept in a bed,
While you walked along the 
Deserted Roads?
Perhaps we are the same
Only different,
However, we can both agree
That horses are beautiful. 

3.
By chance, where the golden sun,
Grasps the blushing pines,
I will find you
Among the long grasses,
Spirit free from former body
And the pain, oh the pain!
From which you suffered,
Or not.
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