If dreams could build a stairway to
heaven
I’d dream and I’d dream till I could
dream no more
Then I’d climb those stairs
Until I stood upon that golden shore
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
Clown Why the frown Are you feeling down Feels like you will drown Turn things around Clown You are brown In the town You wear a gown Stand ...
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