The Horse

May 16, 2011
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Horse, Horse, running as fast as lightning.
In open feilds, it's a little frightning.
What strength, sprit or pride
Could bind together the hind of a life time.
In the darkest day of the night
I see the you shinning through "oh so" bright
Horse, Horse, the most independent of them all.
You know it's true when wind wispers your call.

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