Horses

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Horses, horses, horses

Oh how I love horses

Buckskins, Chestnuts, Appaloosa's,

Pintos and colts, Halleluja!

The wind blowing through their manes

The sound of hooves on the plains

Their backs are so powerful

Their gait is so strong

On a pasture full of horses is where I belong.

This poem is about: 
Me

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