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Diversity’s Symphony by David Bowden

September 9, 2011September 9, 2011

I’d love to hear how you respond to this beautiful (oh, there I go letting my own response seep into my invitation to hear yours) piece by David Bowden.

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Posted in: incarnational | Tagged: David Bowden, diversity, poet, poetry, spoken word

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Where’s my cape?

I should have had a check list…

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antlike says:
September 9, 2011 at 10:48 pm

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I vote to include it in future Mosaic classes…so great!

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