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we'll meet again
his name was Mo and he was so nice. when I fell off of him (it wasn't his fault, I mistakenly leaned forward too much during a canter) he stopped instantly so he wouldn't accidentally kick me or step on me and then he lowered his head and tried to put his nose to me to make sure I was okay. his owner was horrible but there was a good helper for a while. but then that helper left and there was a bad helper. poor buddy, he watched his friends disappear, watched two die, and watched one get abused. he was way too old to ride but I didn't know and the owner didn't care. I left once I realised it was wrong, and I never saw him again. I don't remember saying goodbye, not sure if I got the chance. he's dead.
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