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This side was the longest, as the

pasture was not quite square, so I

urged him on. “Go, Cashmere, go!”

He didn’t need my urging. He

leaped forward even faster, stretching

his legs out further and further. His

head bobbed in time with his legs. I

felt like we were in a race, not a race

against other horses, but instead it felt

like a race against everything

earthbound. It felt like we were

soaring, free from anything that held

us down. It was just Cashmere and

me under a clear blue sky in a wide

open space.

As we approached the next turn, I

once more prepared for it by locking

myself to him. As we made the turn,

I saw something I didn’t expect. A

car full of people had stopped on the

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