Tranquility comes, I glide flawless face...
Dreams of syncronicity, in the green room I hide...
Seeking trim before the ivory trail of grace...
...and the Spirit of God moved over the surface of the waters.
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Blessed to Surf
Pristine shoulder I slide...
Tranquility comes, I glide flawless face...
Dreams of syncronicity, in the green room I hide...
Seeking trim before the ivory trail of grace...
...and the Spirit of God moved over the surface of the waters.
Tranquility comes, I glide flawless face...
Dreams of syncronicity, in the green room I hide...
Seeking trim before the ivory trail of grace...
...and the Spirit of God moved over the surface of the waters.
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