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Thunder Rolling Across the Plains

Where the West Stands Tall

In the land of cowboys, the horizon is just the beginning of the journey.

The sky ignites, a tempest roars,
As thunder shakes the dusty floors.
The prairies breath, a whispered sigh,
Awakens dreams beneath the sky.

With lightnings flash, the cattle stir,
While hooves drum loud, and winds confer.
A lone cowboy rides on the crest,
His heart beats wild, his spirit blessed.

The clouds collide, a rumbling tune,
As stormy shadows blanket noon.
He feels the pulse of earth below,
A bond forged deep with heart and soul.

When rain cascades like silver threads,
And fills the world where silence treads,
He rides on through the storms embrace,
For every trial, a wild grace.