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The Journal of Alison McKenzie He danced
08/09/2004 08:10 p.m.
Last night, at church. Such joy, unlike anything I've ever experienced while watching someone else walking their path. It is worth saying that he was not a man who was ever light on his feet. He looked like a fool, but his face had a new smile, one I've never seen before. I stayed in the back of the church, watching. And laughing. I am currently Glad
I am listening to the sound of dreams coming true
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