A part of Centaur Yearned to be a man.. The other to race all its life. A creature of desire it was. In those land of mystical world ...

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A part of Centaur
Yearned to be a man..
The other to race all its life.
A creature of desire it was.

In those land of mystical world
He lived..
Eating grass and drinking 
Blood of unicorns;
That flowed from ancient range to 
No man's land and 
To the valley down rain.

He spoke of rebirth 
And world to relive,
With fear and reluctance in his lips
He would pause to re think.

The dark knight that fought for their life...
Enriched by the sage of purity..
A part of centaur 
Yearned to be a man;
Truly desiring, to the hearts content...

A war waits,
With no survivors;
But a hope to live again..

A body lay dead,
After the war..
Was it a man's? Or a horse who raced to its life's content?


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