"Before I got here, I though for a long time that the way out of the labyrinth was to pretend that it did not exist, to build a small self-sufficient world in the back corner of the endless maze and to pretend that I was not lost, but home."
-John Green,Looking for Alaska
YOU ARE READING
for the lost
Poetryfor the lost ones, who are trying to be found. for the lost ones surrounded by darkness,who need a light to guide them.
