Pounding hooves, flying manes
Thundering feet, over music strains
A rushing wind, a darkening sky
Horse rush, sending dust rising high
A flash of color, black and white
A crash of bodies, horses in the night
Lightening flashes, thunder rumbles
Across the open prairie, grasses tumble
Past trees, over and through brush
Over rising hills, past plains they rush
Thundering feet, above the music strains
Pounding hooves and flying manes
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