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Where horses run wild-
bringing thunder with a smile,
probability a fools wonder,
why else would I put money on her.

I am sure to win, I can feel it,
if not when the night comes to slumber-
another restless faceless fortune hunter,
will plough the fields and savor hunger.

Come on, come on, yes, yes...
FUCK! Oh well...
that's fine...
the next race is in 5.



Embedded onto electrical surges by Infernus.
Inspired by a friend of mine,
housemate and genial swine.
Infernus
Written by Infernus (Infernal Insight)
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