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| Morning sun upon the sea Like a golden road to me Takes my fantasy away So that I can roam today. Shimmering it beckons all To the bright maternal ball So that we can pass through time To a distant land and clime. I must never hesitate As I move toward my fate. God will guide me as I go To a place I do not know. | ||
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