Three Line Tales – #256

Sonya brings us the prompt for 3 Line Tales. 

 

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Never have I ever felt so very all alone in the pasture.
The cows left a few days ago in a large square box on wheels, never to be seen again.
This has happened year after year, and all I know is that new cows will arrive in the springtime.

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