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🔹Support the channel's development: •Card number (Sberbank): 4276 4600 2357 5116 Friend, we're making this project especially for you, to make it easy for you to learn poetry! We welcome your feedback and comments. We're putting time and effort into making this channel so it's easy for you to learn poetry! Good attitude towards horses Hooves beat, They sang as if: Mushroom. Robbery. Coffin. Rough.- Wind-blown, ice-shod the street slid. The horse fell on its haunches, and immediately onlooker after onlooker, the Kuznetskys, who had come to flare their trousers, huddled together, laughter rang and jingled: The horse fell! The horse fell! - Kuznetsky laughed. I alone kept my voice from interfering with his howl. I approached and saw horse eyes... The street had overturned, flowing in its own way... I approached and saw - Behind the dripping water, a dripping water rolls down the muzzle, hiding in the fur... And some shared animal melancholy splashed out of me and dissolved in a rustle. "Horse, don't. Horse, listen - why do you think you're worse than them? Little one, we're all a little horses, each of us a horse in our own way." Perhaps —the old woman— didn't need a nanny, maybe she thought my idea was working, only the horse rushed, stood on its feet, neighed, and walked away. Wagging its tail. A red-haired child. She came in cheerfully, and stood in the stall. And she still thought - she was a foal, and it was worth living, and worth working.