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Oct 2015
Wild mustangs running free
"Mother, when will I be free?"
She looked at me and paused
"Don't you feel free now?"
What does she think of me?!
I'm not free!
I can't run around being happy
I can't have a saying in anything for my environment
But my loved one is free
Sven is free
He runs and plays with his other friends
He gets to be with ones who care about him
Will I be free like him?
Someday I will be free.
this is about my horse, Sven. He's a half mustang and half Clydesdale. He's 16.3 hh and he's 14.
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Vanessa  California
(California)   
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