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Morning breath
The sun peaks it's
weary head over the still,
slumbering horizon,
the morning arrives
as trumpets of roosters
sing,
The morning will momentarily
grace us but easy come, easy go,
The...
weary head over the still,
slumbering horizon,
the morning arrives
as trumpets of roosters
sing,
The morning will momentarily
grace us but easy come, easy go,
The...
