Resting within
How strange, I think to myself, that with all the rest my mind got from breathing in the spectacular sights, at this time I feel something within me crying, ‘Enough! Rest awhile!’
Read MoreHow strange, I think to myself, that with all the rest my mind got from breathing in the spectacular sights, at this time I feel something within me crying, ‘Enough! Rest awhile!’
Read MoreHow easily I was fooled by the huge package.
Read MoreAnd that their life gave us memories too beautiful to forget.
Read MoreInitially I used to think that God must be so pleased to have so many worshipping him, till I realized very few came to worship; most came to barter.
Read MoreAnd the people wait, spray in hand for that poor brown-winged fellow to appear and yet I say, there are no cockroaches I’ve seen!
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