As I wake up in the morning,
I feel the morning breeze.
the coldness makes me shiver,
the freshness makes me alive.
The dew falling from the leaves,
the sun rays giving warmth,
the mist that occurs,
Reminds of a new beginning.
The green grass growing,
the blue sky up above,
the chirping of birds,
leads a light at the end of the tunnel.
The morning banishes bad thoughts,
start of new beginning,
threshold of manhood,
commencement of dreams!
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