❛ we prayed, we partied, we laughed and we pray again. and we prayed, too and tried not to think of the MESS we’re in. i cling to my baby and she clings to me. we talk of the future, but what do we see ? there’s a mushroom cloud that hangs in the way, tomorrow looks black so we live for today. please, please, please where did you go ? ❜















