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He munches on his hay, reflecting.
Those eyes have seen and done the same for years.
And those eyes have lusted for adventure.
As he ponders this, he kicks up dust from the dirt floor
and nudges the stall door hopefully.
But wait- the door is unlocked,
as if the master knew his time at the barn was done.
The wind picked up and opened the door wide,
inviting for escape.
Uneasily, he steps forward and looks back at the hay.
He takes one last chew and then strolls out of the stall
and about the barn.
At last, he reaches the gate and looks into the distance.
Anxious to leave his master and
to see what lies beyond the gates of home,
He backs up and runs toward the barriers that had so long withheld him,
and jumps gallantly over them.
He stops once over and feels the breeze against his mane.
This is the last chance to go back.
But he mustn’t look back.
He raises his head proud,
the wind picking up his tawny mane,
and gallops into the night.