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Who am I? I am Spiderman. Well, actually I'm not. But I love to quote lines from movies. Born in the city, I am now living in the country. I love it here. I have five horses and I train them myself. I have six brothers, all younger than I am. I love to write, read, paint, draw, and make jewelry. That is, when I am not riding horses or getting thrown off of them, which happens fairly regularly.
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Horse And Rider
The prairie blows the grasses
And whips the horse’s mane.
They travel, horse and rider,
Through the sea of amber grain
Hills roll by, and clouds pass
But steady are the horse’s hooves
Upon the wind blown grass
As they travel, horse and rider
There is no trail that they follow
No path that can be seen
There they travel, horse and rider
Upon the endless blowing green