“Ubuntu (I am because we are); how can one of us be happy if all the other ones are sad?”
And you might just be a shiny thing, but you are the shiny thing I am pursuing.
And then you take my breath.
I say “hey, I need that to get back to the top.”
They will see us waving from such great heights—“come down now” they’ll say. But everything looks perfect from far away… “Come down now”—but we’ll stay.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map