Tuesday, January 20, 2009

What will be left when I've drawn my last breath besides the folks I've met and the folks who know me? Will I discover the soul saving love or just the dirt above and below me?

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walkerl5678 said...

I'm a doubting Thomas. I took a promise. But I do not feel safe.
Oh me of little faith

January 20, 2009

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