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
Adventure The mother road The heart of America Hot rods and fast cars Good eats and sweet treats Stores and Gas stations lined the road
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