Blazing Star
Holding his long mane and strong reins
my powerful pure white horse
let me ride bare back
my hair and his mane blowing behind us
we rode like the wind
almost flying
to the store and safely back home
determined to weather all storms~
with his help I was unafraid.
This horse was invented by a friend's imagination to get him to work at age 10
after he got a gun put in his face and there was no one to tell.
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