take a horse and give it no names, charge through greener pastures til nine days has passed. set it free. it kicks up a sand cloud as it leaves, and that'll lead to the golden pot at the end of the rainbow. walk instead with left cheek against the sand cloud, to find what you most fear. choose to be content or be bold, but be sure and be true, or all is as much dust as the sand cloud leaving now.
GO.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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