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Smelling Horses


  I smelled horses tonight when I stepped out of the church basement. It was not the smell of many horses, perhaps two or three. They could have been corralled in the children’s fenced-in playground across the paved parking lot. There were no horses, of course, I knew that and wondered where the sweet smell […]

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