“Ubuntu (I am because we are); how can one of us be happy if all the other ones are sad?”
…considering the weight of the bricks I laid, now that I’m through..
One by one, sealed every crack that I could slip between to find my way back…
you can’t go back home once you’ve cast it away..
The heavy weight of promises made, if I could exonerate, I might just lift off today.
You can’t go back home once you’ve cast it away.
When I see you, I really see you upside down. But my brain knows better—it picks you up and turns you around.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map