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Nov 18. 2025
I have no legs yet carry you far, I cling to a friend who can gallop or spar. I hold you steady through journey and stride, without me, your balance is all but denied.
Nov 18. 2025
I have no legs yet carry you far, I cling to a friend who can gallop or spar. I hold you steady through journey and stride, without me, your balance is all but denied.