Those are the same stars, And that is the same moon, That look down upon your brothers And sisters, And which they see as they

"I tramp the perpetual journey." Walt Whitman
Those are the same stars, And that is the same moon, That look down upon your brothers And sisters, And which they see as they
Well the highway is alive tonight But nobody’s kidding nobody about where it goes I’m sitting down here in the campfire light Searching for The
Right in the thick of the crowded Old City Market, on a visit to Charleston South Carolina, USA. Just at the moment I knew I could