In the fields
Where the wild life
play
That is where I
spend my days
Fixing Fence
Hauling hay
Cutting wood
Feeding the animals
upon the farm
Cows in the pasture
Goats in the barn
Alpaca roam eating
grass
It is so nice to
have days like this last
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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