O this is the beast who does not exist.
They didn't know that, and in any case
--with its stance, its arched neck and easy grace,
the light of its limpid gaze --they could not resist
but loved it though, indeed, it was not. Yet since
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- May 04 Fri 2012 23:50
the illusion by Unicorn
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pilgrimager's heart
