Mar 2018
The morning's gone - it's night again,
But, what is a few more hours to see the light,
When, lying here among the tubes, the machines, the needles... I've spent most of my life.
But, what is a few more hours to see the light,
When, lying here among the tubes, the machines, the needles... I've spent most of my life.
Inspired by a dear one.
