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In every breath, a hidden melody softly sings, Life is not in possessions, but the joy the heart brings. Through storms and sunshine, the wandering soul learns, From ashes of sorrow, the lamp of wisdom burns.
In every breath, a hidden melody softly sings, Life is not in possessions, but the joy the heart brings. Through storms and sunshine, the wandering soul learns, From ashes of sorrow, the lamp of wisdom burns.
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