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Miracles
By: Stephanie Gifford The sound of rain Your pounding heart The feeling of miracles Never depart Love fills your soul and that hole That has been waiting Nothing hating My deepest desire You take me higher That secret admirer Yes it was I Now I can fly. Flying through the storm A Storm of emotions My heart so warm Soaring over oceans. Yes I believe in miracles They happen everyday Then Suddenly swept away.
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