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(some say offensive. I say, kindness)

To ponder death of sickly  horse flesh; beast of burden fallen to age and work

Thinking of poetry of life

Realizing

Realizing

Realization

To see the flesh rot and then thinking of the word, fuck.

Offensive?

No, not really as the horse was fucked in a fucked up world to include all and everthing

Leaving now the memory of saying with utmost inclusive sincerity, the horse is dead

and yes, with an open heart and utmost sincerity to say to a world also dying

from age, work, experience, love, hate, reality, imagination...

you're all fucked.

 

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