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Sunrise, the magical time of day When the world seems fresh and new; A promise of time unfolding As we step out into the morning dew. A cleansing of all the pain; Yesterday is behind us, gone! We are given a brand new day To fill our lives with song. Breathe in the beauty while you may! Enjoy the first rays of the sun, 'tis a new day in the making; New memories have begun.
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