THE HORSEMAN OF THE SKIES

THE HORSEMAN OF THE SKIES . With horse as white as satin, He rode the midnight skies, An ardent gleam of passion, In the rider’s cold black eyes. The horse’s mane was flowing, And its head was high and proud, And from its flaring nostrils, Its breath appeared as cloud. . Swiftly on they gallop, […]

THE HORSEMAN OF THE SKIES

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