vicissitudes

my eyes aren't used to all this blinding light, my ears refuse all these deafening sounds, my nose rejects all the smokes and dusts in flight, and my heart yearns that place where love abounds. a stranger i am to this place I don't belong! alas! this city isn't what it seems to be: t'is... Continue Reading →

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