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At midnight’s chime, when hopes awake, We whisper vows our hearts will make. To rise with dawn, to heal, to try, To let old fears learn how to die.
At midnight’s chime, when hopes awake, We whisper vows our hearts will make. To rise with dawn, to heal, to try, To let old fears learn how to die.
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