A good friend of mine had his own horse. I’m really jealous of him. I’m hoping your ownhorse ever since I learned to speak. He has ridden for only about 5 years and I’m about 10 years. When I first got on a horse I was quite excited. The age of eight rode a smallpony which I fell in love immediately. Karjuin One night, I cried and cried, so I could getmy own pony. One day, I promised to ponille that someday our lives during theencounter, if not before then at the latest in heaven. Whenever I sit on a horse I thought it would be a small pony under me. Almost every night I dream of a small pony, hoping to get it myself, but I will never get it. In the past I felt I’d never change a block of flats, butthen after my pony, and parted ways I was ready to change even a cardboard box to getjust a small pony. Just as it would have given me a pony half heart and I half it.
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