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How many blades of grass in a field? How many drops of rain in a sea? How many grains of sand upon a shore? But, how many of you? Just one. Chorus: You are a miracle my child, You are a miracle, For as long as the Earth turns night to day You are a miracle. Why does someone hate someone? Why can't we all feel love? When will this darkness ever end? When will we see above? We can choose to do good, we can choose to do bad, the device is ours alone; Why can't we see we have so much? Why can't we feel that touch? |
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