Thunderous hoofbeatz…ground shattering strength moves Mother Earth and all that glitters and is not gold.
Moves bodies, wills and hearts to even sell their skin to possess the treasures; beauty, allure and sirens that sing their name.
The supremacy owned and so soon forgotten are but glimpses in the echo of time.
Worthwhile? The herds of wild horses, indeed!
The power of consumerism; fleeting; though if moments and fractions of life's satisfaction count; not without it's weight in mirrored reflections :)
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