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I See Death In Your Eyes
There I was, making peace with a beautiful beast. My dear horse had fallen ill with a peculiar internal infection, and was just recovering physically. Yet her bad hip got the best of her one evening, and she slipped and fell in the mud, breaking her leg. We had no choice but to part with her.
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||Nov. 18, 2014, 9:21 p.m.