||Equine stands, dial tipped
>into crystal-clear water of nearby stream. Visage
>raises, thorns relaxed 'gainst poll and sinews in body
>at ease. Walks over grasses, aware of sunshine
>reflecting off pewter coat and breeze lifting
>near-black banners of mane into the air slightly.
>Lowers head to pluck daintily at a few stems of
>emerald shoots of grass, liquid amber oculi gazing
>placidly 'round territory.||
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