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  Heaven's Voice |
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talking, Making kept promises. It's like the stars twinkling, Shouting their beauty out into the night. Its like the clouds floating. Running their endless, timeless marathon. It's like the romantic moon glow, setting the mood just right. It's like the sun shining down, Touching and inspiring everything. It's like the tall oak tree, Standing proud among everything else. It's like a bird flying above, Free and soaring to new heights everyday. It's like the lapping ocean, So deep and endles. It's like the lion and his liones, Strong, wild, and powerful. It's like the mother wolf, So protective and loving. It's the voice of heaven speaking. It's your love. Its your voices By Eva |
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