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Learning how to fall
Terror and awe. I was on my white mare. I had had a romantic ideal of a beautiful white horse, maybe a Lipizzana or stallion was in my mind when I formed this visual in my teens. My white mare […]
Terror and awe. I was on my white mare. I had had a romantic ideal of a beautiful white horse, maybe a Lipizzana or stallion was in my mind when I formed this visual in my teens. My white mare […]