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Black Stallion
I saw a black stallion
in my dream
Not clear though
was it a dream or
a nightmare where I screamed.
A black forest, wet in black rain
echoed my pain
I picked up the dead birds
frozen in blood stain.
I saw the bleary faces
smiling and laughing at me
in a binary sequence
They had nothing to say.
A whisper sounded feeble at a distance
I was in deep fear
and cried for the sun to sizzle.
I waited
The dawn didn't turn red
The black horse left
leaving me in my misery,
my loneliness.
