pushingthroughfear
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In a distant forest gazing towards the sky
I wonder wether I can fly
Well I think its at least worth a try
Getting to highest peak ready to fly
I began to hesitate wether I should try
Eyes closed and stomach churning,
My horse, my partner, underneath me,
Waiting for our chance to run.
Through the saddle I can feel his heart beat,
Matches mine, which is racing in my chest,
