Hold close what we touch, be it the tiny speck of sand or the quiet voice of the dove..hold close all we touch..each hand, all hearts, every spirit..as each leaves a lasting print upon our very being. As we set forth along our path today my friend may our touch be always remembered as one gentle and kind(h)
Born in innocence many trials are placed before us it is in how we act upon them that determines our heart. It is in the love we are shown we find our gentle heart but in the pain we know that we find our strength..& it is in our learning the balance held within the two that we shall find our peace(h)
The Devil has Vacated his Thrown & Heaven Rules for a day, as the Spot Light Shines Down on the Gates of"When Heaven and Hell Collide"...Feel the Heat & Thump of the Music as the Rockers, Bring Down the Rafters.. Come on In and Party w/ the Fallen Angels.
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