so they gazed upon the shore
their hooves of alabaster
freedom in their nostrils breathed
no more would they be mastered.
so they trod across the land
stopping day nor night
until they happened upon the place
to make their home that night.
so they built and toiled much
thus bringing to completion
the home that they would make their lives
their journey at its fruition.
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