Eastern horizon bursts with colors,
_morning comes to ease all my dolors;
Memories of dreadful dreams last night,
_like startled wild birds, take to flight;
I rise up once more to seize the day,
_or take what God lays on my way;
Life has all been an arduous trek,
_lightened only by the love I seek;
You alone made my life worth living,
_gave it hope for a happy ending.
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