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Apr 2015

The morning rise is beautiful in the maturing spring
As the sun rises, the sky is painted with the color blue
The birds flock from the horizon, from which long, thin clouds stretch,
Softening the sun rays
Slowly, cars begin to cross the streets,
Their owners ready to begin their day,
Drinking cups of coffee that fill the air with morning essence
To bring the early day alight.

OVC
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OVC  New Jersey
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