Horse! For we must ride! Ride, not into the sunset, but In to the fire which is the immortal spirit of hope and guidence. Ride, Not into battle, but conflicted space of perspectives of justice. RIDE, not for our selves, but for the things that have shown us the true beauty in times of a dim grey light that was casted over our eyes. It is our nature, our message, our record that is layed across our chest, as we lay under the hills we have fought for. Ride...
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