To what I owed ye
Dear Henry, I finally found my words. You were right just as Neruda’s love came from herflaws and imperfections so did mine. You...
Dear Henry, I finally found my words. You were right just as Neruda’s love came from herflaws and imperfections so did mine. You...
I came to hate New Zealand. It was hard enough to stay in touch with him being only 1000 kilometres away, and now, he escaped even...