tarifa
Ive stood there where the seas share a border.
have my feet washed with the same salty water as those who walk on the shores of africa.
have my feet washed with the same salty water as those who walk on the shores of africa.
h o w p r e c i o u s c o n s e r n i n g m e a r e y o u r t h o u g h t s , o h G o d h o w v a s t i s t h e s u m o f t h e m .
1 Comments:
Hey. Sorry for not coming to visit for a long time. I left my poor blog alone too. Good to read your style again, it just feels like I was inside your mind hearing your thoughts.
Much love,
Dimpleboy David
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