#horse
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I led a thirsty horse to an empty troughin a town without a name. Wrapped the horse’s lead around a wooden polethen stepped into the saloon.Cobwebs and poker chips littered the room.Overturned chairs and a broken piano left nothing for the imagination. Just another abandoned town with no story to tell. I step behind the bar.Old shelves…
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By Michael Plante I Conviction is a gift that rises each morning.For those of us that wake within the darknesswe stand in the pre-dawn to witness the eternal battlebetween the light and the dark.The Creator shows usour coming plight.To make ourselves ready to join the eternal battleor fall to the wayside consumed by the darkness.…
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by Michael Plante I The Creator sat upon a blue stone dotting the darkness with stars and planets.Marvelling at his own creation a thought occurred: Light can exist in the darknessyet darkness cannot exist in light.This conflict shall transform whomever it touches;all of my children shall come to understand resilience;and the depth of their essence…
