The story that is old, too many times have been told.
Of pain and joy, of sorrows and smiles, of fears and pleasures.
It's screamed and sung, chanted and mourned, whispered and cried,
By way too many.
And yet here you are telling it one more time, as do other countless souls, to the few who listen.
For the torn lips to find a listening heart, Amen.
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