Sleep over this earth so hollow
Near that river so shallow
This time gallop in dreams of the future
Spirit not borrowed, horse harrowed
Triumph swivel
Old dreams dry, new ones moisten
Spirit one of vital purpose
The great article in error, knowing one's flaws
Force
Rider and horse
Carried into tomorrow by verse
tearing holes in the present let that lucky light in
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