...there's light no matter how dark the tunnel
no matter how broken, you'll be renewed...
Prayer.
I believe the sun also rises. Dries our tears, bringing the blue skies of day. I believe the sun also rises. Lighting our past, driving the darkness away. Wake up oh sleeper, the daylight has come.
1 comment:
...sounds familiar....
i'll be praying. miss you, friend.
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