My soul is full of whispered song;
My blindness is my sight;
The shadows that I feared so long
Are all alive with light.
My blindness is my sight;
The shadows that I feared so long
Are all alive with light.
R.I.P Uncle John
June 27, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
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