Seeing Ghosts of Love in NYC
The ghosts of my footprints still reside in my past pathways. Every new step in the same place enlarges the footprint I place on the concrete jungle of my home…
it's a metaphor
it's a metaphor
The ghosts of my footprints still reside in my past pathways. Every new step in the same place enlarges the footprint I place on the concrete jungle of my home…