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There Are No Horses Anymore It's like you've been reading Dostoyevsky And your mind is heavy So you go for a walk. You haven't eaten But instead of soup You order two glasses of beer. You know how Rodion felt Because you're him. You walk into the street And a dark horse is being beaten. But, that can't be Because there are no horses anymore. That was only a dream Only in the book. You think you're going mad But, it's alright. You don't have to worry. Someone has just closed the cover. You're locked inside. Everything is alright.
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