"Horse and Rider"
Horse and rider,
Take pace beside her.
Never a faltering stride.
Crucified
In metal and bronze,
A monument meant to stand for eons.
Solidified atop a concrete base,
Not meant for this forsaken place.
Horse and rider,
Take pace beside her.
Beneath awkward angles she does hide,
Crucified.
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