when thy sun rises
peaceful minds they are.
they ride their horses
enjoying life through
season. When they enjoy,
The wind blows soft
through their bodies.
Feeling freedom,
In their world.
Cherishing what they most
seek. when the night lights
are upon the sky,
Its beauty shin into dawn

Andres Gonzalez

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