Introspection often leads to chaos of intellectual cosmos
The messages are now immortal in the hands of the sky. The messages are now immortal in the hands of the sky.
When you lose someone dear. When you lose someone dear.
It would then seem that a shattered piece is better than no peace at all. It would then seem that a shattered piece is better than no peace at all.
Gently I woke, walked towards the Meadows Guided by the gentle guidance of the shadows Gently I woke, walked towards the Meadows Guided by the gentle guidance of th...