I see you run like the wind, so graceful, And I feel your exightement grow inside you, Yet, this is the last time we gallop together, Before they come to take you away. The day has come- the world turned black, the sky turned gray, I can see tears in your eyes as I stroke your mane one last time, I feel my heart break as they drag you into the away, Oh when, oh when will I get you back? The very next day, I come to watch you race, As you race through your life, Never turning around, And suddenly, you hit the fence, and break your back forever, "They'll put him down!" shouted a man, But... look! You jump straight up, and come to me, and then your back is healed, And then- Yahay! I get you back, and we can gallop, once again!
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