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The silent night is drinking in the quiet of the sound, And every aching heart becomes a vessel for the sound. A single sigh can travel further than a thousand words, When love begins to whisper in the echo of the sound.
The silent night is drinking in the quiet of the sound, And every aching heart becomes a vessel for the sound. A single sigh can travel further than a thousand words, When love begins to whisper in the echo of the sound.
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