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The Hoof Song



In the dusty blue tent
I am an old rope walker
Between circles of spotlights
I take a step on the stiff rope

Feeling of young soft greens under the hoofs
The smell of damp soil
How long do I dream about this
Audiences shouting and clapping
No one sees the tears of the rope walker


Posted on Wednesday, November 25, 2009 at 01:41PM by Registered CommenterNumber One Squid | Comments Off