And should you glimpse my wandering form out on the borderline Between death and resurrection and the council of the pines Do not worry for my comfort, do not sorrow for me so All your diamond tears will rise up and adorn the sky beside me when I go —“When I go,” lyrics by Dave […]
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http://www.patheos.com/blogs/goodletters/2018/05/between-death-and-resurrection/
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