Home is not walls, nor roof, floor, nor a set of french doors. Home is a state of mind. It’s a place we go to…
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Blogs, Poetry, and Writing from J.D. Mullenary Sr.
Home is not walls, nor roof, floor, nor a set of french doors. Home is a state of mind. It’s a place we go to…
Leave a CommentI can’t recall a time, before Goleta the Goodland It lingers in the veins, this destination of decency It’s flavor a recollection of pleasant ideas…
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