it's weird how
people two hundred years from now,
will stand where we once ran
and wonder who the hell we were,
what we thought,
what we did in our days,
and what we loved.
十八 / people
it's weird how
people two hundred years from now,
will stand where we once ran
and wonder who the hell we were,
what we thought,
what we did in our days,
and what we loved.