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wild horses running

wild horses pelt the green
they choke the dirt and jump it clean,
they race beyond a speed that’s fierce
and smash to bits the noise of cheers,
they run like birds inside a cage
dark eyes whisper their souls pale rage,
wild horses running, ghostly
what other choice is theirs?

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