Sometimes I pretend I’m Eponine and I walk around my neighbor hood at night singing, dancing, and crying, On My Own.
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Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes!
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