Our Story
Your story Is more than some bedtime consolation A buffer of nothing Protecting my Everything Your story Is nothing less than Resurrection A rebirth to my death I can touch […]
Your story Is more than some bedtime consolation A buffer of nothing Protecting my Everything Your story Is nothing less than Resurrection A rebirth to my death I can touch […]
One year ago today, almost to the minute, I finished a cycling trek across the state of Oklahoma. I didn’t ride alone, but with two men who have been friends,
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