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The morning sun, oh feel the warm The brightness as it gives itself To the proudest and the lowliest form As radiated celestial health It does not discriminate or choose But freely gives to all Consistently and does not refuse The Creator's ancient call
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Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 11:59 AM UTC
"Ode To The Sun"
The morning sun, oh feel the warm The brightness as it gives itself To the proudest and the lowliest form As radiated celestial health It does not discriminate or choose But freely gives to all Consistently and does not refuse The Creator's ancient call
gary-szmyd
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68/M/Arkansas
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 11:59 AM UTC
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