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the horse is trying to kill me. i am convinced of it. he wants to see me suffer. i said i was gonna wear myself out. "oh you need to slow down?" i couldn't answer the question. didn't want to so i got a song in my head and it was all i could do just to stay with him. fuckin held him back again. then he would let me in front and shower me with kicked rocks. i was afraid i was gonna get creamed by one of those fuckas and fall into an on comin vehicle. anyway i'm lucky he has piss poor aim and couldn't hit the broad side of a barn. my punishment for screwing up the plan for the day.
last mile i really wanted to run it in with him but i fuckin died. he was gone and i was.....well where i was.