The wings sprouted from my torso. The pain was unbearable. The feathers pierced through the flesh. slowly the fluttering bird arose from slumberOH my tails are chained. How could I fly! Feathers are not enough. I tried and tried to break free of the c ...
APJ
The greatness of a person is not a quantity. It is a quality How will we measure someone's greatness? He is great, he is very great, there is no grade. He is greater he is greatest. There is no specification. He is great means he is very great and ...