I sat a top a horse and rode
on fields wet with dew,
a mist it hit me in the face
as my head thought of you.
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The Ride by L. M. Montes
I sat a top a horse and rode
on fields wet with dew,
a mist it hit me in the face
as my head thought of you.
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