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    #16
    Niceeee

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      #17
      Great picture!

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        #18
        Great pic

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          #19
          cool pic..

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            #20
            This is the 3rd time i have looked at this pic because it is so cool, and now I understand what the title means. Very cool

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              #21
              Sweet yet sorrowful capture, Shane!

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                #22
                Originally posted by Bruiser10 View Post
                This is the 3rd time i have looked at this pic because it is so cool, and now I understand what the title means. Very cool
                It reminded me of an old poem by cowboy poet, Wally McRea.


                REINCARNATION

                "What is reincarnation?", a cowboy asked his friend.
                His friend replied, "Well, son, it happens when your life has reached it's end.
                You see they comb your hair and wash your neck and clean your fingernails,
                And they lay you down in a padded box - far away from life's trevails.

                Then the box goes in a hole that's been dug into the ground.
                And reincarnation starts in when you're planted beneath the mound.
                The box melts down just like the clods, and you is inside.
                It's then you're just beginnin' your transformation ride.

                Well, in a while some rain's gonna come and fall upon the ground
                until one day, on your lonely little grave, a little flower will be found.
                And say a hoss should wander by and graze upon this flower
                that once was you, but now has become a vegetative bower.

                That little flower that the hoss done ate up with all his other feed
                becomes bone and fat and muscle - essential to the steed.
                'Course...some is consumed that he can't use, and so it passes through.
                And, finally, it lays there on the ground...this...THING that once was you.

                And then say that I should wander by and gaze upon the ground
                and wonder....and ponder.....on this....OBJECT that I've found.
                Well, it sure makes me think of reincarnation, of life and death and such.
                And I ride away concluding.....Slim, you ain't changed all that much.

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                  #23
                  Nice pic

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                    #24
                    Cool Pic.

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