The recesses of my mind…taunted by the light…always just around the next bend, or after the next detour of darkness…but ever firmly out of reach.
(Ruins of the Roman Coliseum in Tunisia – (C) Cynically Jaded)
The recesses of my mind…taunted by the light…always just around the next bend, or after the next detour of darkness…but ever firmly out of reach.
(Ruins of the Roman Coliseum in Tunisia – (C) Cynically Jaded)