Wide Open Mind
Wherever you go, there you are.
Here is the 2nd page.
Wherever you go, there you are.
Here is the 2nd page.
Here I am, trying to enter some text and make it look all right. Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this son of York, and all the clouds that loured over our house in the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now we shall try to end this paragraph and put a space below it.
