In this season of resurrection, of buds on branches and chirping birds, may we rekindle the light within.
This Sunday, may illusions be seen through, no matter how staunch. May the shadows of sorrows and regrets lighten, withering to nill. And may distractions be released in our all-encompassing light.
Thank you all for your entire lives,
Richard
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