Once Upon a Time, there was a man who called him Jesus, he admitted to change of many lands himself alone, the eyes came straightened ahead, but, he lives it handily, he created ten thousand mile hike with his sandals of bare naked feet handsomely, he carried his own mountain dew, came from the fountain in godly hands togetherness among the inner youthful momentarily issues, one day forward and toward thee, all the happiness with brightened hearts into the high dysfunctional cloudburst pillows, that recall the music of silver lining and shining on the symbolizing spot to show, and take finalize bow, let it be slow melodies soothingly involved, hearing harmonies was even than voices overheard
Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-12-19
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