Meditation of My Heart
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The Bronc
He runs with the wind,
Hooves beating the ground.
Thirrup, thirrup, thirrup, thirup,
Flying across the grassy field.
Unfettered and free!
Run, run, with the wind,
Let no man curtain you.
You are majestic,
You are mustang!
~Leona M. Mars~
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