when i shut my eyes i see
wild horses running freely
fiercly their beautiful flowing mane following
their untamed souls
but true souls they are
please to rome where ever
no saddle, no guider
gracefully galloping so beautifully
capturing my imagination
admired my so many
I wanna be like them
run with them
running away from all the pain
just galloping
without a fear
getting out of this cage
without the controller
being in someone elses hand
gliding in the wind
facing the world
with everyone admiring me
wild horses i wanna be like you
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