I'm Bill, and I'm Still Finding the Will to Walk My Bike Up the Hill
I remember spending afternoons in the sun, running in the open air, chasing butterflies and climbing trees, looking for fireflies after...
I'm Bill, and I'm Still Finding the Will to Walk My Bike Up the Hill
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