Subway’s no way for a good man to go down

That one time, when I was just a sprout, this song took me to all of the places. Our journey begins and ends with a breath, and all of the breaths in between come around in places sacred or profane; nonetheless, it is a breath, with you right there with it.

Grace presents itself, be ready 🙂 I thank the lord for the people I have found…

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