13.November.20


Shadow self rests on the wall until either light or dark becomes all.

Outline from neither mirror nor mare, black beauty will no farrier scare.

Though, if cousin seeks out a ride, perhaps a drosky may follow its side.

If two-dee’s volte-face turns upright to floor, does hitting hay emit a snore?

And, sans spiritus of original’s frame, do synonyms suffice for a name?

Casting shapes amid misty airs, horse sense agrees: complements are best in pairs. ; )

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