The sky is the canvas to pain tress on..who said that? not me. not me for sure.
But why does the sky which is always unreachable feels like freedom and why do we miss it even if we can see it now?
Questions, questions..
The sky is the canvas to pain tress on..who said that? not me. not me for sure.
But why does the sky which is always unreachable feels like freedom and why do we miss it even if we can see it now?
Questions, questions..