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Текст песни The Doors - Horse Latitudes

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When the still sea conspires an armorAnd her sullen and abortedCurrents breed tiny monstersTrue sailing is deadAwkward instantAnd the first animal is jettisonedLegs furiously pumpingTheir stiff green gallopAnd heads bob upPoiseDelicatePauseConsentIn mute nostril agonyCarefully refinedAnd sealed over

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