Pic of the Day: ♫ “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 / And dreams were made and used and wasted / There was no ransom to be paid / No song unsung, no wine untasted. / But the tigers come at night / With their voices soft as thunder / As they tear your hope apart / As they turn your dream to shame.” ♫

Les Misérables - 64

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