| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - I can feel her soft fluffy winter coat.A musty taste as we gallop ,Through brush and weeds.A sweet smell comes from her.Elderberry is her name , buckskin color with a dorsal stripe down her back.She tires as we pick up speed so I slow her down and she drinks from the river.Her black hoofs full of mudd and rocks.All I see is a blur when we gallop again , a blur of life going by.As we pick up speed
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