I walk to the unknown, toward where the light is born. I am wondering what is behind all this excitement. Is not that I dislike a journey, perhaps since I met the traveler on that very night, my soul became a wanderer through joy and calmness.
I walk to the unknown, toward where the light is born. I am wondering what is behind all this excitement. Is not that I dislike a journey, perhaps since I met the traveler on that very night, my soul became a wanderer through joy and calmness.
Bhyllabus - l'énigme