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The first birds sang, Welcoming the morning light While simultaneously singing Goodnight to the moonlight Salutations from the crashing of tides, Waves lugubriously swaying Goodbye to the stars that died The moon has went away And now is the suns turn to play Clouds proficient and prompt Part ways for rays to shine through Grass meets the morning new With a sprinkled shower, Fresh droplets of dew An hour of rush, The breeze blows into town Shakes with the brush, The leaves tremble by the touch of the gust The shiny yellow toy in the sky Reveals itself and brings joy to the land Its common fellow Replenishing regards to the ground Once charred by lightning at large Flowers bustle to bloom, The scent of pollen Fills the wilderness room Rivers race frantically down stream, Until rindling off and becoming Unwildly mild Glistening glaciers gracefully Fall into the frigid frozen sea, Escalating to a depth where Only darkness can strive to be All that it can't see This is where quakes occur In the trenches of the mariana deep, And this happens All while I'm asleep
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 2:08 PM UTC
Good In The Mornin'
The first birds sang, Welcoming the morning light While simultaneously singing Goodnight to the moonlight Salutations from the crashing of tides, Waves lugubriously swaying Goodbye to the stars that died The moon has went away And now is the suns turn to play Clouds proficient and prompt Part ways for rays to shine through Grass meets the morning new With a sprinkled shower, Fresh droplets of dew An hour of rush, The breeze blows into town Shakes with the brush, The leaves tremble by the touch of the gust The shiny yellow toy in the sky Reveals itself and brings joy to the land Its common fellow Replenishing regards to the ground Once charred by lightning at large Flowers bustle to bloom, The scent of pollen Fills the wilderness room Rivers race frantically down stream, Until rindling off and becoming Unwildly mild Glistening glaciers gracefully Fall into the frigid frozen sea, Escalating to a depth where Only darkness can strive to be All that it can't see This is where quakes occur In the trenches of the mariana deep, And this happens All while I'm asleep
shelby-hemstock
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 2:08 PM UTC
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