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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