When a Visitation Cleansed My Soul…Tiny Lights
Ethereal lights dance upon the ceiling, perhaps branches swaying in street lights play, their shadows reflecting; yet shadows don’t glow,
Read moreEthereal lights dance upon the ceiling, perhaps branches swaying in street lights play, their shadows reflecting; yet shadows don’t glow,
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