Brush the moss off your shoulders, Take flight, old nomad, Though your feet have taken root. They call […]
Self Doubt
Do you ever feel like just giving it all up? Burning your notebooks, breaking your pens, Leaving all […]
Brush the moss off your shoulders, Take flight, old nomad, Though your feet have taken root. They call […]
Do you ever feel like just giving it all up? Burning your notebooks, breaking your pens, Leaving all […]
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John W. Leys