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| Watch the sunbeams come to play, Ready to begin their day. Peeping under ledges wide, They can find their way inside. How the plants enjoy the glow That will quickly make them grow. Hear the birds rejoice in song, Glad to be where they belong. They will flitter to and fro, Sometimes quickly, sometimes slow. All creation seems to be Beautiful for you and me. | ||
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