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Dream job, (or have it both ways), by: The new stable hand

In the south facing sunlit room,

She sat looking out upon

the sweetfern valley.

 

The words flowed freely

form her heart through the pen

onto the parchment page.

 

In the stable

the handsome gray stallion whinnied,

calling her name.

Later, she murmured softly, with a loving smile.

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