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Like the Wind
(submitted by: I run
through the meadows
and the fields.
Always wild
never tamed
I run fast and free,
my mane and tail
whipping in the breeze
that's hardly there.
My chestnut color
can be beautiful as
the sun on good days,
or dark as devil
on bad days.
Like the wind I run,
yet quiet, my hooves
touch the grass.
Like the wind, the horses run,
Like the wind.

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