…We run

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In the mountains
Like wild horses we run
Catching glimpses of the light with the rising if the sun
Wind through our manes
Breath in our lungs
We speed through this world
Like a speeding bullet from a gun

But we come to rest
With the smallest of ease
The raging winds becomes a breeze
Together we stay
Near water and hay
Until the sun meets us again
On the outstretched plains

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