Gird your loins, fasten your seat belt, be ready, prepare your mind...anybody can be betrayed
Ikechukwu IzuakorFasten your belts and sharpen your arrows, we're going for a hunt! I'm single again!
Hamidreza BagheriIt is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour which the night fastens to all timetables.
Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair