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Jan 2010
On my horse away I go
To adventure I do not know.
Up and down, faster faster
Of this beast I am the master.

Thrills and screams fade with age
Deep down in me is born a rage.
The journey replays, the same reel.
One big circle, plastic and steal.

I reach out to a girl, a smile,
Her adventure died back a while.
I take her hand, we'll escape,
This journey with a circular shape.

Find real horses, we could find pain
Real adventure, all in vain?
We must, afraid, get on the beast
Destination trivial, we'll go East.
Written by
dawid
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