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No One Else Can Love You Like I Do, I Promise. My Devotion Goes Farther Than The Sea. My Love Stretches

no one else can love you like i do, i promise. my devotion goes farther than the sea. my love stretches across the globe. i love you beyond life and death.

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I miss living in the deep back roads of the country, I remember running through the fields in the middle of the night, cassone lamp in hand in star-filled skies in my cotton wove long dresses and mid-length red hair tied back running like my life depended on because I would forget to grab my blankets off the clothesline.

one thing I think no one will understand is that

The downtown lights don't shine backwoods stars do

alarm clocks don't scream the same way my chickens did at sunrise

shopping centers don't feel the same as the only 2 or 3 stores that were in the town

car motors going through my window don't sound the same as some coyotes howling

I wanted to get out of that small town when I was younger now that night sky is my peace.

I miss the rodeo and late-night twisted teas and watching drunk guys in overalls chase chickens to go sell them

I was a southern doll in long dresses and dimples I think the only thing that stayed the same when i got to the city was

I can outshoot any man i meet with his own gun


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