"The story i wanna tell you cannot be found in a book. They say the history of the west was writen from the saddle of a horse but its never been told from the heart of one - not till now. I was born here in what would come to be called the old west, but t my kind the land was ageless with no begining and no end, no boundary between earth and sky and like the wind in the buffalo grass we belonged here we would always belong here. They say the mustange is the spirit of the west, whether that west
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