I'm lost on earth, I cannot find my way.



You took my hand and led me to my paradise. I looked for you to follow.....







A man's destination is is his own village, his own fire and his wife's cooking. To sit in front of his own door at sunset and see his grandson and his neighbour's grandson playing in the dust together
T.S. Eliot







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