Who can I help, without needing a reason? Who can I lead, regardless of titles? Who can I share with, even if I want to grow myself? Who can I elevate, when I too crave to be seen? Who can I support, when I also need a hand? Who can I thank, even though they...
About Me
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.
