“Strange things blow in through my window on the wings of the night wind and I don’t worry about my destiny.” –Carl Sandburg Light beams through what seems to be an opening to an outside world illuminating the dark passage. When in fact, it is a
“Strange things blow in through my window on the wings of the night wind and I don’t worry about my destiny.” –Carl Sandburg Light beams through what seems to be an opening to an outside world illuminating the dark passage. When in fact, it is a