N'zuri Za Austin said this quote
“ even in death, his last breath was poetryexisting in the wind and on the breeze ofit used to be likes forever remembering,yet never relivinghis lifewill never be what it used to be like. ”
“ even in death, his last breath was poetryexisting in the wind and on the breeze ofit used to be likes forever remembering,yet never relivinghis lifewill never be what it used to be like. ”