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Out of nowhere this gust of wind

Brushed my hair and kissed my skin

I aimed to hold a bridled pace

When with love itself i came face to face



Pullin' back the reins

Trying to remain

Tall in a saddle

When all that we had well

Ran away

With a will of its own



I know your soul is wild and free

Like this galloiong inside me

Tossed by instinct and where we land

Is vast and certain of all that's planned



You know, i learned to break the run

And gently harness the love of someone

Yes, and equal parts of wait and trust

Is in control of the both of us


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