Lovely Silk

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A black as night mare,

Fur as smooth as silk,

Eyes filled with wisdom,

Beyond my years,

Wings spread out,

She bows,

I climb onto her,

She takes off,

I love this!

The thrill of flying,

Wind in my hair,

Letting go of her black mane,

I spread my arms wide,

A smile finds its way,

A laugh escapes,

She lands,

I hand her sugar,

She is Midnight,

She helps me be free.

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