When life is a game of guessing but if the will to play begins to fade, ignorance makes us stumble. So why endure? If there were an invention to wash away all sorrow and erase every path of grief, would you dare to taste it?
When life is a game of guessing but if the will to play begins to fade, ignorance makes us stumble. So why endure? If there were an invention to wash away all sorrow and erase every path of grief, would you dare to taste it?
