It was fresh, it was new, it was clear, clean and bright. Oh, my youth now turned to gray, faded from time’s endless motion, wrinkled from life’s tragic indifference, soiled from the stains of lost love. I can still see…
Living On Earth – A Life of Off-Grid Minimalism
It was fresh, it was new, it was clear, clean and bright. Oh, my youth now turned to gray, faded from time’s endless motion, wrinkled from life’s tragic indifference, soiled from the stains of lost love. I can still see…