Well, on the road today after we got back to the house, we were on our way to the commisary before we got back to school. I was just remembering alot of stuff that I was thinkin about, like stuff that I went through like on a personal journey...I turned on my Kirk Franklin: Fight of My Life and realized how delivered I was from where I was. I grinned real tight again without a worry in the world. Then I looked down at the battery. It was all empty, like DEAD. But the ipod was still playing my gospel music. Testimony much?
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