west virginia

Im standing here, leather jacket whispering with the wind, my boots planted like roots in this hallowed soil, beneath the sign that doesnt just say Welcome it sings, Wild and Wonderful. West Virginia, youre not just a state, youre a cathedral carved by mist and mountain, a lullaby hummed by the hollows. Ive ridden the asphalt, but here, the road surrenders to the ridge, the sky bleeds into the green, and the hills dont just roll they breathe. Mercer County, youre a secret whispered in the breeze, a certified business location, but the real commerce? The silence between the pines, the way the sun sets like a fallen coin, the way the wind carries the ghosts of loggers and lumberjacks. Im not just passing through Im being kissed by the Appalachians, my souls been tattooed with your hollers and your hollows. Youre not just wild, youre wild in the way a storm that doesnt care if youre ready. Youre not just wonderful, youre wonderful in the way a mountain thats seen everything still chooses to be. So here I stand, my Harley a beast of steel and chrome, my heart a drumbeat against the Appalachian heartbeat, and I say to you, West Virginia, youre not just a place Im your next chapter, and Im damn well going to write you a damn good one.

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