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Loping gallops through verdant fields,
Rider steady and steed is untamed.
Vast plain surrounds in lonesome silence.
It deafens the mind, pierces soul.
No preformed path visible to untrained eyes.
Rider is steady, steed is untamed.
Giants usurp valley in tight huddle,
Stoic as monks in prayer, they crowd out the world.
Wind brings in troubled, gray foreseers of death.
A flash brings down swift freedom.
The rider is still, steed untamed.