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the sacred
The barn is my sacred place…
The minute I smell that fresh farm smell, I know home…
I’m around my dream, my hope, my passion…
When I come up on the drive way, an I hear the horses nay, I know I’m always welcome…
Once I chose my horse, as I groom him/her I tell her bout my day…
Then I tack them up, get on and start to ride…
As I ride, I feel so free…
As I canter, I feel like I’m flying…
I feel so special, so amazing, so happy…
But when I leave, I never feel the same again…
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