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It runs through their veins
Flows with their blood
Their shrill cry reminds us
Of freedom

Their heads, high up
Mighty, with pride
Their hoof beats echo
With freedom

Glistening manes
Glowing bodies
Healthy, rich
With freedom

Cautious nature
Proud, yet careful
Love of life
Devotion, care

What's not to love?

Author notes

Its a really crappy poem... but I hope it good. about horsies!

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