The night has gone,
All red the morning comes, like a candle flame rising in the sky,
A pleasure to see,
Thinking of last night's foggy thoughts,
Flying through the air,
Like bluebirds singing songs to the dawn of a new day,
Unsure if this is life or but a dream,
God! what a beautiful site to see,
The sunrise,
The birth of a new day,
A wonderful life,
A beautiful day.
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