I dream to rule the land; I fear ignominy and exile.
Let even my fantasies become right-sized, dear Lord.
How may I serve you? Let me only wish that.
(Letter #2,611)
I dream to rule the land; I fear ignominy and exile.
Let even my fantasies become right-sized, dear Lord.
How may I serve you? Let me only wish that.
(Letter #2,611)