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Once upon a sixpence, On a hillside in the night, A man watched over town, In his hand he held a light. Like the million lain before Him, It was a little spark, But the beauty that it shone, Lit up his darkened heart. The light he held was small, But stood against the wind, The rain couldn't even dampen it, When it was soaked to the skin. The light he held was called Hope. She loved him for his soul, Without him she was nothing, Together they were whole, So once upon a sixpence, On a hillside in the night, A girl called Hope watched, This man hold her light.