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I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living. I dreamed that love would never die. I dreamed that God would be forgiving. Then I was young and unafraid when dreams were made and used and wasted. There was no ransom to be paid, no song unsung, no wine untasted.
Les Misérables (other) by Alain Boublil, Claude-Michel Schönberg
Language: English
Submitted by: pentalon
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