Lyrics from a song I wrote (about a cat) awhile back:
Sasha, though the road seems never-ending,
I promise you, we are almost there,
Please believe the kindness of strangers, and love will find its way back home.
Love will find its way around you,
Love will find its way around you,
Love will find its way back home.
Sent from my HTC PURE™, a Windows® phone from AT&T
The Inn of Infinite Sadness, or alternatively, Smudge and Hobbes' Traumatising Transcendental Transatlantic Trip. Being the adventures of two very large, unwillingly peripatetic, half-Bengal cats and their owner (of rather similar description) as they prepare to leave the North American continent in search of a new life in their (the cats, not the owner) ancestral homeland of Aneda. Sigh, what I won't do for a decent cup of tea.
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