I see footprints of change
I hear drums of victory; I sense freedom
The captives of hope are being freed
The beauty of life like a flower is again reappearing
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I hear drums of victory; I sense freedom
The captives of hope are being freed
The beauty of life like a flower is again reappearing
....
Despair is giving way; Barreness is ending
Gain is coming for every pain; Glory for every story
Water is coming upon the dry lands
I see footprints of change
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