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Hands Of Angels
Driven through a road of fog early mornings.
Not just talking to a radio but a prayer to God through a phone.
It’s not so much in the thought but the power of the sayings.
Words could be forgotten the ones that stick are those forever spoken with a graceful tone.
Not just talking to a radio but a prayer to God through a phone.
It’s not so much in the thought but the power of the sayings.
Words could be forgotten the ones that stick are those forever spoken with a graceful tone.
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