In no world has he been tame, His silver hooves flashed as he came, His coat was white, As purest light, His eyes were full of flame. His horn was long and pearly-white, A shining spiral in the night, His silver mane, it held no black, Nought in this world could hold him back, If he should choose to flight.
Reason for writing:
I have no idea, maybe because it showed the Unicorn as firy, instead of gentle.
Birth sign: Virgo
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