by Linda Harris Freeman Reed Mcclellan Lee

Created on: June 30, 2009

I woke up this morning only to realize I was still asleep.Laying in my casket I was assured I am dead as these people look down upon my head.some of them smiled some cried, most of them just laugh.As if they were glad to see me go.There was one special person I didn't even know.He knelt down beside me with tear's in his eye's he begun to pray.Saying walking with god lord let it be there's no place on earth for a soul like the.Walking with god lord let it be to much wickedness that the have seen.lord let it be,let it be let the soul soar free.Walking with god lord let it be.

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