Book of thousands unfinished words
I come to visit my best friend's grave with a dusty book in my hands.
My long gray hair flew in the soft wind and my wrinkled skin suddenly became covered with drops of salty tears.
"You said that you never leave a book unfinished for a maximum of 6 months..."...
My long gray hair flew in the soft wind and my wrinkled skin suddenly became covered with drops of salty tears.
"You said that you never leave a book unfinished for a maximum of 6 months..."...