In the real world, you can make your own miracles

Richelle Mead
In the real world, you can make your own miracles
In the real world, you can make your own miracles
In the real world, you can make your own miracles
In the real world, you can make your own miracles
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We all like to believe in miracles, but in the world of reality, there are no miracles. The only real miracle is the one we make with our own hands.

Source: Frostbite

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