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| Happiness comes with the first morning light |
| It arrives after the long, dark night |
| To bring you the day so happy and free |
| And make the dark but a memory |
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| Dew sits perched in the grasses green |
| Through the gardens it can be seen |
| Misted cobwebs, old and just spun |
| See it glistening in the sun |
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| Everything is fresh, crisp and new |
| The earth is awake under the sky so blue |
| Birds are singing, the sun is amazing |
| At the world all are gazing |
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