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█ ARTIST: Felicia Atkinson █
█ TITLE: On Being Kind to Horses █
█ LABEL: Fluid Audio █
█ GENRE: Ambient █
█ BITRATE: 263kbps avg █
█ PLAYTIME: 0h 25min total █
█ RELEASE DATE: 2012-00-00 █
█ RIP DATE: 2012-03-17 █
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█ 01. Hooves Drummed (Ostend) 8:41 █
█ 02. Drink With Wind (Bruges) 16:55 █
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█ Felicia Atkinson presents twenty five minutes of snowy drones inspired █
█ by Vladimir MayakovskyÆs poemà █
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█ Hooves drummed, █
█ Seeming to say, █
█ Clip, █
█ Clop, █
█ Crop, █
█ Crap. █
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█ Drink with wind, █
█ Shod in ice, █
█ the street slipped. █
█ The horse █
█ Collapsed █
█ On its cropper, █
█ Crowds of gapers █
█ Gathered, crowds █
█ Of trousers coming to a crotch █
█ on Kuznetsky Street. █
█ Gathered in a seam, █
█ Laughter tittered and spluttered. █
█ ôA horse down, █
█ A horse has slipped,ö █
█ Snickered the whole Kuznetsky. █
█ I alone █
█ Failed to add my voice to its howl. █
█ I went up █
█ And saw █
█ The horseÆs great eyesà █
█ The street upturned █
█ And floating, █
█ The way he saw ità █
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█ I went up and saw █
█ Tear after large tear █
█ Dripping down his muzzle █
█ And onto his coatà █
█ And a moaning █
█ And animal-like grief █
█ Burst out in a flood, █
█ And, rustling, spread. █
█ ôHorse, donÆt you cry. █
█ Horse, listen. █
█ What do you think! Are you worse than them? █
█ My child, we are all █
█ To some extent horses. █
█ All of us have in us █
█ Some of the horse.ö █
█ The horse may have been old █
█ And needed no nursing, █
█ What said might have seemed trite █
█ But nevertheless █
█ It lurched █
█ To its feet, █
█ Whinned and █
█ Moved off again. █
█ It went back to its stable, █
█ Stood content in its stall. █
█ Ans it thought it was █
█ A young colt again, █
█ That it is worthwhile living █
█ And it wasnÆt bad working █
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█ Vladimir Mayakovsky █
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