“One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight, for a very long time, of the shore.”
...You seem to think there’s nobody like you;
day after day don’t know what you might do.
‘Can’t understand what it really feels like;
something so small is killing you inside.
all the stars that fill the sky... they burn out before our eyes
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map