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The bull riders
Hearts thudding while waiting on the fence
Waiting, eight seconds never seemed so long
They love the rush though it makes no sense
Hand strapped in to turning back
Get adjusted as the clock ticks on
That moment they’re everything
But too soon they are gone.





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