The Doors - Horse latitudes
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Horse latitudes
When the still sea conspires an armor
And her sullen and aborted
Currents breed tiny monsters,
True sailing is dead.
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned,
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop,
And head bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined
And sealed over.
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Posted a minute ago bypanzas
Las latitudes del caballo
Cuando el calmado mar conspira una armadura
Y su decaída y abortada
Corriente cultiva diminutos monstruos
La verdadera navegación esta muerta
Complicado instante
Y el primer animal es arrojado al mar
Piernas furiosamente bombeando
Su rígido verde galope
Y cabeza cortada
Equilibrio
Delicado
Pausa
Consentimiento
En muda fosa nasal agonizante
Cuidadosamente refinada
Y sellada
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