Beauty in White Flames

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<poem> His face bears no lies, no falsehood, his lips tell no deceit; Ignorant to hunger and pride, his is a noble breed.

Wandering as always, leaving innocence in his wake; Free from all corruption, amidst his honorable gait.

His gaze pierces despair, unrelenting in the mire; Pure of heart and mind and soul, natures lord and sire.

No bit, no bridal, No spur, no saddle, A mirror to adoration, Is he;

Benevolent Perfection, Poseidon’s Reflection, Symbol of hope, Unwavering and free.

As I see him trot, Oh, how I wish to join him; To berid myself of Greed, Jealousy, and Deceit.

Partners forever, Two friends endeavor; No petty Humor can defeat.

Dancing across the open planes, together as Mother’s flower; Strength and stamina that never wanes, testament to Father’s power.

Journeying through the meadows, to wreath ourselves from pains; To behold the everlasting beauty, The Horse in pure white flames. </poem>

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