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The Long Journey

October 13, 2025September 15, 2025 by admin

Dressed my horse in bridle and rein,
Saddled him up, went out for a ride.
And we're never coming back again,
For the land is vast, the waters wide.

We gallop wild into unknown skies,
My steed and I, we ride out as one.
Let the sun set and then the sun rise,
We won't return until the ride is done.
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Categories Metaphysical Poems Tags Poem, poetry, poetrycommunity, rein, vss365
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