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Filk: Mane Of Gold
- a filk of Sting - Fields of Gold
You'll remember her, as the westward flown,
atoned for sins and folly.
You'll recall the past, and her searching eye,
as you trot in fields of old.
Though she wrote her woe, you to gaze upon
Amidst the realms of folly.
In her hooves, you slept, as a mom becomes.
Secure in strands of gold.
"Will you trust in me, will accept my love,
Despite my eyes and folly?
We're together now, under painted sky,
Bundled up in legs to hold."
Sing the mail mare's hoof, steady as a sword,
Against the cries of folly.
See her boldly cry, when they cast you out,
When you wept in fields of gold.
"I always hope princesses like you
Never forget where they have come from.
In the air of the night still left,
We'll talk in words of hope,
and hide from winter's cold."
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