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Post by swift on Nov 17, 2007 2:07:53 GMT -5
Swift whinnied. Her golden red coat looked on fire as she stood in the sun. her mane and tail looked almost white. The flaxen color went perfect with her coat.She stomped her hoof and reared.Her fiery mood made her impatient. She whinnied again. She wanted to acquaint with some other horse.
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