Mustangs
Run wild
Run free
Thats what I want to be.
Wind in my face
Wind in my hair
A world without care.
Free to be
Who I am.
Free to be
Without being slamed.
Just as I am
Just as I be
I will live in this world
To be who I want to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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