Was that I am,
A soul restored.
A gift of love,
From so many.
Impossible it would seem,
To rise above,
The ways of old,
But here I am.
The Camino has given,
Upon my sight.
That I can change,
A being bright.
Let it be many,
That find anew.
The one true hope,
To set us free.
Thomas.
A soul restored.
A gift of love,
From so many.
Impossible it would seem,
To rise above,
The ways of old,
But here I am.
The Camino has given,
Upon my sight.
That I can change,
A being bright.
Let it be many,
That find anew.
The one true hope,
To set us free.
Thomas.
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