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... balm for the soul.
"Every time I’ve known sorrow,
And been drenched by the pouring rain,
A flower blooms from the mud,
So I just let it grow..."
At that moment, the stage fog billowed out, perfectly timed with the soaring vocals.
Many in the audience couldn’t contain their excitement and leaped to their feet.
The chorus was so powerful that just listening to it seemed to fill their entire bodies with strength.
They suddenly felt th ...
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