i remember the first year i ever showed there,.....i was in third grade, and was showin my horse jazz,....i wouldnt leave him there by himself, i thought he might get scared in a new place with all those new horses,.......so i slept the first few nights in the stall with him on a pile of shaveings and saddle pads,.......
i havent been in a few years, and now thinkin about it,.....i really miss it,.....
i swear as i'm typeing i can smell the mixture of cotton candy, pop corn, and cows,......
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i changed my mind; i changed my mind;now i'm feeling different
all that time, wasted
i wish i was a little more delicate
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my
i wish my name was clementine - sarah jaffe
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