The Pellucid Realm of My Lifetime for Friday, November 8, 2019

Friday, November 8, 2019

When Billy’s balloon roses in the air, was the analogy to his grandfather’s

But Willy’s red balloon was blowing in the wind. It rose above the trees and aimed towards the white fluffy clouds and the black one that came out of hiding behind them. THE MONDAY POST A) My Address on Main Street U.S.A.  A Bill G 👀 d L 👀 k at   The Rake  (... Sign in to see full entry.

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