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moondani kyema, My Story - Ray Moore 132
And around each corner
As summer surrounds our hearts
Blossoms begin to bloom
Dormant shoots long buried
Push through the softening soil
And winter weeds are left to die
We start to search in this summer of our souls
For the wonder of past summers
The remembered thrill of love
And beauty
And discovery
And contentment
And deep joy but
It all seems so far away
And long ago
But the impetus of our hope
Drives us to travel on
Searching together for love and faith
And in the end we found both
in our God
And in each other.
Ray Moore
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And around each corner
As summer surrounds our hearts
Blossoms begin to bloom
Dormant shoots long buried
Push through the softening soil
And winter weeds are left to die
We start to search in this summer of our souls
For the wonder of past summers
The remembered thrill of love
And beauty
And discovery
And contentment
And deep joy but
It all seems so far away
And long ago
But the impetus of our hope
Drives us to travel on
Searching together for love and faith
And in the end we found both
in our God
And in each other.
Ray Moore
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