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The Canter

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I hear
The sigh of wind through their tails
I see
The play of moonlight in their manes
I hear
The crunch of the earth beneath their hooves
I see
The rush of the world as we ride by

Despite the light of moon and the rush of the view
I see nothing but the brown beneath me
Despite the whisper of the wind and the crush of the earth
I hear nothing but heartbeats beating in time with hoof beats



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