Every Morning
A Anjandev Roy
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Every morning I wake up
To see the great sun
Shining brightly
In my honest realm,
I also become extremely glad
To find the air, the water, the trees
And all other refined objects of nature
Are blessing me wholeheartedly
In their own way,
Which seems to me absolutely true and unique
And I aspire to swing with ease forever.
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