Where does one go when
The light goes dim
And the ones who
Matter won’t listen to
The ones who can reclaim
The day?
Storyteller's Eclectic Flying Machine
A Storyteller's Eclectic Writing and Notes on a Writer's Life
Where does one go when
The light goes dim
And the ones who
Matter won’t listen to
The ones who can reclaim
The day?
Storyteller's Eclectic Flying Machine 