Their hearts blaze like fire
Their eyes glow like rain
They understand the feeling
They understand the pain
They run along the river
They canter down the lane
They seek the burning essence
The quality of sane
We will never know them
For far from us they run
They’ll run until they reach the spot
Where shines the setting sun.

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Moonrise
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Moonrise
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