A Soldier Never Fallen “A Friends’ Greeting”
Would I be the sort of friend that you have been to me; I’d like to be the help that you’ve been always glad to be; knowing the journey we…
Inside the tinted Bentley: The Cry of Annalisa
Gosh, he is such a rough driver. By the malls, I am cheered and admired by other drivers and co-drivers saying what a team we are.
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The Cycler’s Ridge
In the city of seven hills, Andrew resides. Desire turned habit … accelerated by my mother Overnight I rode on the streets, the small path just everywhere I rode With…