Me.
When The Heart Wanders.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
To walk among giants, to be humble in the presence of pure primal instinct. To feel the Sun's rays bathe down on me, to touch the leaves above me and feel the grass below me.
I will have my way. One day, that much I know.
One day, before all your innocence is lost.
The Serengeti. Wait for me.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 12:46 PM
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