“ How I miss wandering around with old souls, Aimlessly moving from one place to anotherHow I miss all our dreams and our goalsAnd how we've lost ourselves to find each otherSeems like a playful game of… Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache
“ The paralyzing fear of being lost is fed solely by the irrational fear that we will never be found. Craig D. Lounsbrough
“ When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped. Roman Payne
“ How I wish I was like the water,Flowing so freely with every dropLet my every emotion wonder,No need to start, nor even stopHow I wish I was like the fire,Burning with every flame upLeaving a trace of… Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache
“ With God, being lost is nothing more than an idea that never has and never will be anything more than an idea. Craig D. Lounsbrough
“ It is growing cold. Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow. What whiteness boasts that sun that comes into this wood! One would say milk-colored maidens are dancing on the petals of orchids. How co… Roman Payne
“ Could it be that we lost something because had we not lost it, we would have lost ourselves? Craig D. Lounsbrough
