This is not the time, and it’s hard to imagine a place to match. So many thoughts that runs through the sand, into the soft tide. Not wasted as such, just biding their time. And this is not it.
This is not the time, and it’s hard to imagine a place to match. So many thoughts that runs through the sand, into the soft tide. Not wasted as such, just biding their time. And this is not it.