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Tis the new day

 

Twas not an unnatural sound could be heard from the world,

Twas only the sound of pooreth mother nature waiting to be healed,

Tis the new day is finally dawning,

The rays of shimmering light a blessing from the sun,

Changing the long dreary night into thus morn,

Twas the sound of a new bird that could be heard up above,

Tis singing in the the tree tops fulleth of love,

Twas unto the world spreading its wing all o'er the place,

Spreading it's song's full of hope and of grace.

 

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