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the spirit of morning becomes I awakening and filling in the very deep soul within with laughter and light with jollity hugs tears with passion and kisses I am the awakening I am the glad surprise a tiny creature powerless and yet still arise before flashing rays learning to rejoice with all in the universe with all tribes of sea, land, and air awakening at the very first moment when the moonlight kisses the light dancing with laughter jollity and blushing sparkling the delight with love and cherish then I again realize ~ the spirit of morning becomes I ....
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May 4, 2013
May 4, 2013 at 5:34 PM UTC
Awakening
the spirit of morning becomes I awakening and filling in the very deep soul within with laughter and light with jollity hugs tears with passion and kisses I am the awakening I am the glad surprise a tiny creature powerless and yet still arise before flashing rays learning to rejoice with all in the universe with all tribes of sea, land, and air awakening at the very first moment when the moonlight kisses the light dancing with laughter jollity and blushing sparkling the delight with love and cherish then I again realize ~ the spirit of morning becomes I ....
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May 4, 2013
May 4, 2013 at 5:34 PM UTC
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