Hat tipped low and reins held tight,
She borrowed a corner from the night.
The horse dug deep, the dust took flight,
And both ignored the laws of fright.
The crowd saw speed; the horse saw glory.
The dirt wrote half the evening's story.
For every turn around the bend
Is just gravity trying—and failing—to offend.
Panasonic G9
Leica 70-200mm f2.8-4
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