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Leigh P. Perfect PlaceThe sweet scent of horses
Maybe not to everyone
The silent sound
Of horses moving
Breathing
Fresh wood shavings
Soft under my feet
Thick fur
Under my hands
Running my
Fingers through
Hard yet soft
Leather saddles
On top of a gentle beast
I feel
Like the tallest
Person in the world
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[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2012 EDITION]
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