Comfy

Travel to amazing people see things walk around never had I ever dreamed smoking guns hang from the chimney with whom do you swear you were with last night at approximately ten o’clock? Stuck in jail, abandoned by all. Found again by everyone, good as new. A bright shining star, with a few dents. If you wish upon that star, you will travel near and far. I like the odds. It’s comfy.

Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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