When confusion hits you
Everything seems lost in what is not real It may exist or it may not It is all in our mind, the tiny creature that holds on to what may…
Everything seems lost in what is not real It may exist or it may not It is all in our mind, the tiny creature that holds on to what may…
Whisper Winds of Silence and Sound, Gush over the hills of ponder, Countless drops settle on concrete ground, Exudes youth with wonder, Scenes of Green explored, Amidst the growing bustle,…