Harshly they fuss, brutally ascend
The living are merely the dead sleeping
With tired minds and dimming spirits
Whimsically panting as they pass an unmitigated declaration of disarrayed yet binding love
The living sing
They sing of old men and babies being born
The children cheering
Sermons of legitimate advice and reassuring reminders
Integrations of baptizing and rebirth
Of anointment and atonement
Conjugal wellness
Tales of glory
-Tommy Johnson
Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 1:07 PM UTC
Harshly they fuss, brutally ascend
The living are merely the dead sleeping
With tired minds and dimming spirits
Whimsically panting as they pass an unmitigated declaration of disarrayed yet binding love
The living sing
They sing of old men and babies being born
The children cheering
Sermons of legitimate advice and reassuring reminders
Integrations of baptizing and rebirth
Of anointment and atonement
Conjugal wellness
Tales of glory
-Tommy Johnson
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