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The Dream of the HorseIm surrounded by my fenceIm moving forwards and backwards,I cant get out.A boy is walking,He observes me, stops, gets close,Talks, says hello,Nevertheless, I know hes afflicted with something.His heart is living in a fence as well.Im standing there, listening toThe boys friendly words;He feeds me with pastureThrough the fence,Nevertheless, Im tasting love.I know he wants to release me,He himself feels the same wayBut he has to go.He waves.Alone again,Inside this fence,Mankinds whim.I want to get out.I dont envy him.What is the worst thing?Looking and wishing freedomFrom inside a fence,Or having a fenced freedom?