The Ballad of McLord | Remembrance
There once was a man named McLord And nobody was present in his town who wasn’t known For their bravery and their traditional folklores But now he was in a foreign soil all on his own And he had troubles for long As he faced rejection whenever he tried and told His feelings related to his sense of living alone But there was still present a glimmer of hope Till as long as he could remember the long lost feeling of home
https://porush264.github.io/posts/the-ballad-of-mclord/
The Ballad of McLord | Remembrance
There once was a man named McLord And nobody was present in his town who wasn’t known For their bravery and their traditional folklores But now he was in a foreign soil all on his own And he had troubles for long As he faced rejection whenever he tried and told His feelings related to his sense of living alone But there was still present a glimmer of hope Till as long as he could remember the long lost feeling of home
https://porush264.github.io/posts/the-ballad-of-mclord/