A rock we stepped on wanted us to know something. Clouds pushed on and exuded bright sunlight. We searched for the message and found nothing. Sadly we hurdled inward picking ourselves apart to know fully about the rock.
A rock we stepped on wanted us to know something. Clouds pushed on and exuded bright sunlight. We searched for the message and found nothing. Sadly we hurdled inward picking ourselves apart to know fully about the rock.
mtaggartwriter 