
sometimes you just want to walk down that yellow brick road feathered in goose down and the sounds of morning but I'll sit here with my cup of coffee at the edge of the world waking up waiting for the honk of get going
simply a, just a place to write, create and relax
sometimes you just want to walk down that yellow brick road feathered in goose down and the sounds of morning but I'll sit here with my cup of coffee at the edge of the world waking up waiting for the honk of get going
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