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Till the clouds were washed away
by the morning blue glory celestial sphere -
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I like to imagine each morning
That God takes a paintbrush to the world -
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Now heres a poem to start your day, to keep the morning blues away.
Todays a new day, your on your way, it's time to yell "hip, hip, hooraby happy kitty kat 6 lines, 5 comments, on Sep 28 4:10 AM 2007. In mornings
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