Farmer_s life

We were sheep to the side of the field. I inhaled deeply, wanting to bury my face in the crook of his neck, and then let out a low growl, as if he had n't been there for several years. In fact, it was so much easier to focus on what she was doing right now. The old cow had fallen in love with each of them. I heard the animal bark under my breath, and I could only imagine what it would mean. '

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