You ask me if I knew them.
I knew all of them once.
a long time ago.
“What were they like?”
you ask.
“They were going to change the world.”
And around us, the world burns.
You ask me if I knew them.
I knew all of them once.
a long time ago.
“What were they like?”
you ask.
“They were going to change the world.”
And around us, the world burns.
Very nice zehwah….i think they got old and life caught up with them.
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