[A Poetry Collection] So goes the tale of those that traversed lands far from their homes... But just what is home then? Some spend all their life answering the question that they never see the answers that lie there. Others never stop to look and realize too late all the regrets they have. As for me? My journey is far from over. But I want to stop and think about the little moments of my life. I don't want Death to stop for me.
4 parts