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Miracles are the extraordinary acts of God,
If you don't believe it, why pray?
Some say, they're just happenings brought about by luck,
Thus, superstition has led the rest of us, astray.
Woe to what the misinformed might think,
Who claim their excellence is their own.
A wise man knows his gifts are from heaven,
And by repentance, his gratitude is shown.
I believe in miracles for I'm alive and well,
I'm loved by God, family, and a few good friends.
I've lived long enough to see miracles transpire;
As one must end, another descends.
Tom Zart
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