About UUZ2437
In the furnace of my soul, there is a tower, in the stormy weather, and in the sunshine, it stands unfazed, head tall. The fire of adversity cannot burn, the wind of success cannot dry it, As its tip I rise, and proclaim my desires to the world, I am what I wil, I am not a news paper to be read, I am not a sea for others to dive in, I am not a bank for othrs to invest, I am my own account .
My sorrows I shed tears in my joys, my pains are violeyt, my wants are inigo, my sorrows I colour in blu...