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The Doors Horse Latitudes Lyrics

Last updated: 08/04/2014 07:08:15 PM



When the still sea conspires an armor
And her sullen and aborted
Currents breed tiny monsters
True sailing is dead
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop
And heads bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined
And sealed over



Thanks to dr_smith2001@mail.ru for submitting Horse Latitudes Lyrics.



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