Sky decorated with fleet of stars
Either Sea wave or blowing wind was clam
Arousing, that was thought of sex but lonely
The sun chariot was ready to come up the world
Birds are not singing at that time
Blowing wind was going to the far away
Next hour will be changing as showed those factors
The darkness will be turning to light in next hour
The early in the morning thoughts
At once come to mind next minute another one
Sometimes thinking about starting restaurant some time, will do the MBA
Some time friend of mine as well as foes
Birds have started singing with the cold breeze
On the whole, Sun chariot dropping in between tree leaf
As the thought of earlier that darkness went away
Starting is a fresh day among life circle
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