The world is a desert for the broken and bereft, and I don’t begrudge them their thirst.
Of course, whether I turn out to be a mirage or an oasis depends on how hard they work to reach me.
The world is a desert for the broken and bereft, and I don’t begrudge them their thirst.
Of course, whether I turn out to be a mirage or an oasis depends on how hard they work to reach me.