They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, “Who are you really, wanderer?”– and the answer you have to give no matter how dark and cold the world around you is: “Maybe I’m a king.
They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, “Who
They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, “Who are you really, wanderer?”– and the answer you have to give no matter how dark and cold the world around you is: “Maybe I’m a king.
