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Post by Fable on Apr 9, 2008 17:12:31 GMT -5
They call me Cyclone Thoroughbred are my linings Gendered as a Ess Looks around from a hight of 15.4 Roamed this world for 3 passings Lines provided a Bay coat Tassles and whipcord are Coal Visionaries are of a Dark brown Heart is Dark No home to call my own No Brute to sire my children Has produced No younglings
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