Then the cowboy in a plaid shirt turned on the lights in the warehouse, and the new day began when he turned on the lights.
This is home.
There is a white horse that grew up together, there is a meadow, there are hazy mornings and evenings when singing and dancing, cowboys that I knew when they were bare-bottomed, and a pumpkin in the backyard that was going to participate in a game. Almost everyone in the town knew each other. It's heaven.
And I'm still confused about what kind of life I want-still confused.
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