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Somewhere, somewhere, in time’s own space, there must be some sweet pasture space,.
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow, some paradise where horses go.
For by the love that guides my pen, I know great

horses live again.
Belmont, while time will fade, the hoofprints you left on our hearts will never disappear.