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| Author: | Weeping Annaleah |
| E-mail: | not available |
| Date: | 9/29/2009 6:56:19 PM |
| Subject: | Eternity |
| Message: | Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Miss you daddy. Maybe you aren't so far away... |
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Eternity by Weeping Annaleah at 9/29/2009 6:56:19 PM |
at 10/3/2009 8:47:55 PM |
at 10/3/2009 9:07:48 PM |
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