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Apr 4
They begin to sing before the light of day
When night has just begun to fade away
And it is a new day.

With dawn's light they take to wing
And begin the day with many things,
Morning song, bugs and seeds.
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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