'Good Morning'
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Pushing the shroud of darkness
From Night’s tenebrous sepulcher
A new day emerges
Like a babe smiling through tears
I hear it knocking at my door
I don’t know if it brings delight
Or despondency in its wake
However I shall greet it
With a ‘Good Morning’!
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