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DAWN
Crest of day brings rosy hues
Chasing night with its solemn grey,
beckoning to clearest blue;
Prelude to our brand new morn.
A hint of gold, a slanting ray
give promise of a warm spring day.
Night is vanishing, birds are heralding
day is slowly being born.
Blue reigns now though just begun.

Welcome to the full blown sun!
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