Just Stand Back and Let it All Be

Clarence.

Nothing to say now except the obvious: A masterful musician. A golden soul. A source of wonder for everyone he met, and the millions more who simply saw him at work.

He lived well. He did good works. He suffered like mortals must, even as he moved deeper into the light of his own spirituality.

The Clarences of the world may die, but they never really fade away. As long as his music lives, so does he.

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