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Spring Camping – Pacific Northwest Style
I was born to run Wind in my hair Without wings I could leap over the moon My…
I see a duck on a hot asphalt lake His story moves in the shimmering heat As summertime…
the fire in the fireplace has spilled the flames crawling across the floor, the flames hungrily consuming as…
Lonely walks May lead nowhere Yet they help us know Where we are Photo by @charis_emily259 (Instagram) #JustBelieve…
Whoa, take me down Into the depths where I might drown For it is only there can I…