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As morning breaks, the sky's ablaze,
Soft pink and gold, in shimmering haze,
The sun rises high, a fiery ball,
Bringing light to all, banishing night's pall.
With gentle warmth, the world's revived,
As dawn's sweet beauty, all around thrives,
The stars fade out, as morning's rays,
Illuminate life's path, in golden ways.
π₯ to a beautiful morning 6 replies
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