I can work indoors if I must
I’d rather be outside in the dust
Them dirty fields sure do beat
Any tiled floor found on Wall Street
That gravel lane
Those dusty plains
Just have a way of calling my name
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
A walk though the woods Peaceful, happy, and full of life The birds singing in the trees the rustling of leaves at your feet feel the wind...
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