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Hope Sitting here alone, from the sky raindrops fall. Is there no one to hear my heart's lonely call? Is that a raindrop on my cheek or a tear shed in pain? If only I could find you than surely I'd explain... How my eyes burn with tears- how I long for your love; Am I searching for a miracle, a miracle from above? If only I could be sure that what I search for is real, Than no longer would despair be all that I feel. But hope above all I must remember to keep If in the end, true love- is to be that which I reap! Christopher T. Moore June 27, 1990 |
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