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Dispatches for the Colonial Office

                                        Dawn Across the Planet

Soon you will be awake for breakfast and tea
A good cup of tea for beginning the day
As the waning Harvest Moon sails west
And you and the sun rise happily in the east

Where have my tears gone?
What did you do, my friend?

What happened to your smile?
Where have all your dreams gone?

How did my tears
end up in your eyes?

Give me back my tears,
give me back
what is rightfully mine.

Bring back your smile.