Poor wretch. It refused team in shores. Why people want to come here, I don’t know. Crashing mosaic fluttering destiny, Ramp and indulgent strangers energized by time   Why people want to come here? I don’t! No! Instinctive double-cross of oceans leaves. Love’s behind. Rampant indulgent strangers, the energized, buy time. Into one another we […]Read Post ›