I wish I knew why I am so anguished.
He ate and drank the precious words, his spirit grew robust; he knew no more that he was poor, nor that his frame was dust.
The only thing i knew how to do was to keep on keeping on.
I wish I knew why I am so anguished.
He ate and drank the precious words, his spirit grew robust; he knew no more that he was poor, nor that his frame was dust.
The only thing i knew how to do was to keep on keeping on.