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The first rays of watery light The birds strike up a chorus And the flowers tilt their faces towards the sky. Little cherubs in their cots Roll plump fists over sleepy eyes. Dreams pack their bags ready to depart And stars blow kisses towards An iminent exit. The world holds its breath In eager anticipation. The sun, in all its blazing glory Announces the dawning of a new day A day full of hope A day full of love A day full A day. All that's missing is the drum roll
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 4:05 AM UTC
Drumroll
The first rays of watery light The birds strike up a chorus And the flowers tilt their faces towards the sky. Little cherubs in their cots Roll plump fists over sleepy eyes. Dreams pack their bags ready to depart And stars blow kisses towards An iminent exit. The world holds its breath In eager anticipation. The sun, in all its blazing glory Announces the dawning of a new day A day full of hope A day full of love A day full A day. All that's missing is the drum roll
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 4:05 AM UTC
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