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"Prince!" I shouted as the stallion collapsed, I trotted over his body his stomach was only slowly going up and down, up and down. He looked at me with his deep brown eyes that were slowly turning cloudy. "I need heave you heave to look splutter after the gasping for breath boys." He managed.
"No. No. Nooooo!" I exclaimed as Princes head dropped to the dirt, his tears landing around his once nobel head. "May you rest with the Angels." I said, now all the horses were standing around me and Prince's dead body. On the count of three everyone whinnied in his honour, then we had a moments silence, even Hyper-Active Elmo stood as still as a rock.

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