Beings without wings, flying free. Vision misty unchartered or long forgotten terrain. Somewhere the old soul cautions "tarry, Child, there's reason in limbs...one step a time".
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 12:05 AM UTC
Beings without wings, flying free. Vision misty unchartered or long forgotten terrain. Somewhere the old soul cautions "tarry, Child, there's reason in limbs...one step a time".