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| Rising with the birds is fun, When the day has just begun. Air is clean, so fresh and still, As it comes around the hill. Dreams of night have gone away, Yielding to the dreams of day. Praise the Lord for eyes to see Verdant leaves upon each tree. May we use our extra hour Tapping into newfound power. | ||
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