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It was a simple melody but haunting and lovely. Her voice was low and husky, and the music seemed to fill Liz's head and course through her veins. It spoke of love, suffering and broken dreams, but there was something else, too. The chorus, like watery sunlight filtering through a cloud, hinted at hope, while the final verse, so quiet that you had to strain your ears to catch the lyrics, surely offered relief and acceptance.