When silence fills the shattered air,
And heavy thoughts become hard to bear,
Still plant your hope in broken ground,
For hidden miracles grow without a sound
And heavy thoughts become hard to bear,
Still plant your hope in broken ground,
For hidden miracles grow without a sound
When silence fills the shattered air,
And heavy thoughts become hard to bear,
Still plant your hope in broken ground,
For hidden miracles grow without a sound ЁЯМ▒
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