Push it to the EXTREME!
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Ive been involved with horses just nearly my whole life. Ive competed for ab out(p) 12 years now and energise very circumstantial fear while doing it. This has its good and bad to it. Many burdens have developed as well. As I write I am sitting here with a broken apprehension bone that needs to be pinned back together with eight well-nigh hours of reconstruction surgery. Yet this sport is what I love and do, and I dont just do it I put my heart and head into it. Thousands of dollars in doctor bills, a few broken bones, and some inspiring stories to tell thirty years from now sitting in from of a warm fire place, talking to my distinguished children as their bright eyes try to focus on every stupid yet adventurous word that comes out of my old wrinkled up lips. I lick my lips and pause...just abounding to keep them holding, wondering, and eager to hear more. Theyll sit there on the warm carpet heated by their tiny upraise ends. The story I tell them that grabs their imaginative ears and minds starts a shortsighted like this...
        The sunshine was warm and I could feel it vanquish on my peach colored cheeks, turning it to a warm copper tone. It had just peaked over the green and discolour mountains.
The horses where in their peak condition, every muscle from head to leg it had been sculpted and polished to where you could mistake their coats as silk. They glistened in the sun like the sun beating off the morning water. I ran my hand over Moe, she stood there still as she was indulged in her breakfast of oats and premium quality alfalfa. She was completely tuned out to the serviceman and looked...
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