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When a dying horse lies down He acknowledges it's his time. With grace and dignity He lets his legs surrender He lets his broken body fall to the earth He lays his head down in the grass You pull on the halter You hit him on the haunches But he doesn't move He just casts a glance upward Tired eyes It's his time Long or short life It doesn't matter He was here when he needed to be Your timeline means nothing But his pain does Let him lay down Let him lay down And shut his eyes