The things behind me are not for me to see. But I’m sure something must be behind me. But that’s okay. First things first. Or rather, front things only.
Who What When Where Why Us?
Trilled through tremulous lips, I tell you straight-up…
The things behind me are not for me to see. But I’m sure something must be behind me. But that’s okay. First things first. Or rather, front things only.
Who What When Where Why Us? 