Morning Comes
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Morning comes
With fresh flowers
Swinging on stalks
With ripples
Dancing in ponds
Along with ducks
And cool wind
Blowing with soft
Swishing sound
And dew drops
Falling and melting
On the ground
Morning comes
With fragrance of
New leafs in the air
And from the top
Of the hills flows the
Music of Morning Prayer
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