the truth is that, i painted the sky, drew two wings, thought i could fly, but when he came by, although for a time- he taught me; the sky could be pink, yellow, orange or blue- the choice is really mine..All Rights Reserved
the truth is that, i painted the sky, drew two wings, thought i could fly, but when he came by, although for a time- he taught me; the sky could be pink, yellow, orange or blue- the choice is really mine..