When my eyes are closed and I’m tucked under my covers, I am dancing on mountain tops, riding bareback through hay fields, and sitting on a porch swing with someone I love. Every morning when I open my eyes, the mountain tops are far away, the hay fields are full of houses, and I am alone. I endure each day so I can once again return to my bed, close my eyes, and visit my sweetest memories.
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Jess I love this picture of you on... oh crap I can't remember his name. Shoot, oh well it'll come to me later I'm sure. Anyway, that was the best ride ever, I hope we get the chance to ride together again!
~Gloria
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