Return as ectoplasm or young and old memories. Retracing footsteps, finding and trying to get away from what 'they think is theirs. There 's all who seek, those who believe in them, and those' ready to swear he saw a light, or a firefly. And I? I immodestly, I do not believe in ghosts. Like I do not like Download [...]
Archive on 29th December 2009
