I was not born to be free. I was born to adore and to obey.
I was not born to be free. I was born to adore and to obey.
If your enemy wrongs you, buy each of his children a drum.
The North Wind Doth Blow The north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will the robin…
Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.