The sky glows a shade of mystery
As waking birds whisper
Over the gentle roar of a distant river
Love songs to the coming sun

Serenity permeates the cool, damp air
Upon which floats the promise of tomorrow
And the trees breathe a soft breeze
While the grass cries, yearning for yesterday

The world waits...
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