where will my sould go when my body is no longer a viable place of rest? when i've laughed my last laugh and sung my last song and breathed my last breath, where, then, may my spirit find a home?
the reader. the writer. the student.
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where will my sould go when my body is no longer a viable place of rest? when i've laughed my last laugh and sung my last song and breathed my last breath, where, then, may my spirit find a home?
shay nicole 
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