I love the morning
Days that is forming
A day breaks that hope alive
Wishes to the coming hope
That thoughts and feelings
Are thus soothing hopes
Great cherub will fly me
Soaring in my mind's eyes
To warmed embrace atmosphere
Like the tambourine clutch in one
Giving way to the day happiness
That the merriment thoughts
And the feelings are communicated
To me and you.
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