Where the sun shines brightly, and the meadows grow lushly, I turn around looking back, staring at you, and only you, as our eyes meet, I give you my best smile, and you smirk in response, thinking, "There she is."
in a world of simplistic beauty and love, where angels sing a warm welcome, anthropology is an unanswerable question, friends are family, philosophy is a statement, and where dreams live louder than knowledge. Canada