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The rough saddle creaks as I spring, / And land akimbo in the drenching dew. / I stare deep into the brilliant eyes / Of my mischievous ridby Jadegreentiger 50 lines, 1 comment, on May 31 10:01 PM 2007. In Pain, Anger, Angry, Horses, Horse riding
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