“Alternately in our lives come black and white.Nothing is visible through the silent dark hole:no light, no life, no meandering respitein the tunnel of death, journeys the eternal soul.”
Taranum“Alternately in our lives come black and white.Nothing is visible through the silent dark hole:no light, no life, no meandering respitein the tunnel of death, journeys the eternal soul.”
Taranum, Rhythmic Hues