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I Ride Through My Thoughts
I ride through my thoughts-
Like a wounded warrior-
Wild riding on the back of a black horse-
I evade the streets-
The pack behind me-
My view hunting back and forth-
Searching for a way out-
I look timidly behind me-
And I see-
Nobody!
Only lost chances-
I hold on-
And the pain is away-
I smile-
And lead the horse back on the road to happiness.
poem
by
Rolf Tschochohei
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