Galloping away, enjoying grabbing a lasso and
herding cattle into pens all across a desert
ranch.
A merry and titillating rhythm taking minds and
hearts into edges of another life that lies far
from our cities and towns.
People standing about, wanting to feel the free-
dom of cowboys out on the range, but never trying
to do it themselves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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