If miracle could breath
The usual occurrences
Shall be as easy
As falling off a log…
Loud and clear, viewing all
The blind could never see
Until they shall stop
The one direction view.
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If miracle could breath
The usual occurrences
Shall be as easy
As falling off a log…
Loud and clear, viewing all
The blind could never see
Until they shall stop
The one direction view.