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MIRACLE
MIRACLE
Endless miles of ocean stretching out before them,
compass needle wandering wildly, only option to fly
by the sun and hope for a miracle, their miracle.
Blue sky overhead for a thousand horizons,
nature’s world, mankind here is a guest,
as the small Electra plane is buffeted by turbulence,
two people aboard start to panic.
Where are we? We are...
Sunday 12th May 2013 3:04 pm
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