If you think about it all
of life is like this:
The ponies of Snowdonia
lived in the fields of the mountains.
They were used to being
cold.
Everybody thought they
were safe and fine.
Then the winter of 2012/2013
came,
And with it the heaviest
ice and snow,
And the ponies froze.
The ponies, dead, were
buried beneath the snow.
And when the spring and
the thaw came,
They appeared into the
world again,
And were then buried
again, only now in mass graves under cold soil.
They became one with the
earth,
And thus fed the survivors
and young foals.
They were born again,
content and fulfilled.
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