Where did you go?

Is that you beloved? Is that really you? It may be a strange question I am asking you, but I just wanted to be sure that you never forget who you really are and that I see you, really I do. I have been wondering a lot about life and death and what this thing called...
worth/Y

worth/Y

PS: It’s rarely been as clear as it is now: Caring for yourself is one lucid way that you care for others now. Or not. I would like to have my name attached to something beautiful. TO LEAVE SOMETHING of worth behind. With help from people like you, my ancestral...