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Golden light spills through the leaves,
Soft whispers of a summer breeze,
Morning dew, the world awakes,
A tranquil pause the heart it takes.
Birdsong dances, skies so blue,
A Sunday dressed in every hue,
Moments gentle, time to stay,
In beauty's breath, we find our way.
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