I see the most beautiful view that I may have ever known.
A beautiful piece of land, hardly touched by humanly needs.
And just to the west, a field full of fat, contently grazing steeds.
Coffee in hand, dog at my feet.
Breathing in life before the afternoon heat.
The dew sets prisms of color cascading through the tall grasses of the wild grown fields.
Reveling in the fact that one day this place will be all mine.
The place where my heart and soul will heal.
It's Home.
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