When the ngarep stands still
Thursday, May 12th, 2005Feel like an owl.
Staring at moon.
Smiling.
Perched on the answerless branch of how, when and why.
Hhm.. what a silence and windy night.
May the owl close his eyes and sleep at night?
Feel like an owl.
Staring at moon.
Smiling.
Perched on the answerless branch of how, when and why.
Hhm.. what a silence and windy night.
May the owl close his eyes and sleep at night?