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Sport 15: white horse black dog

Inland

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Inland

the macrocarpas strain to touch
the edges of the sky.
We see storms ahead but forget
to check the weather behind.
We listen to the radio.
The grass is green. Everything
we remember is somewhere else.
We believe in wishing
on a white horse and a black dog.
We travel with our fingers crossed.