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Harmony | ||
| Dawn creeps softly o'er the sea, Bringing day to you and me, Satisfied to do its best After every nightly rest. Every day it's glad to be Part of a fraternity. Everything was meant to be In a certain harmony. May we also find our place As each dawn bestows its grace. We can find a song to sing And some consolation bring. | ||
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