POEM
The Flying Unicorn
Above,
in the clouds.
His proud
head held high.
His magnificent
horn, a lance of pearl and ice.
His tail,
a bushy plume of rainbows.
Broad
wings climbing the sky.
Cascades
of sparks from his hooves.
The Unicorn,
as free as the north wind.
By Chew
Yijun
POEM 2 :
Wild Horse
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