A Forever Friend. bye Skye Timothy
1 loneliness
The wind lashed breezes hair. as the horse ran in wind to the est.
Emily had always wished for her own horse since she could
remember. she still wanted a horse at the age of 10. she lived
in a place that years ago wield pony's/horses grew up swam the
seas and lived in packs of hundreds. she wanted to name her
horse breeze and wanted her horse to always love her.
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