Morning pierces dreams
An awakening comes
Sharp like arrows
Jolting with shock
Shivering and trembling
Your eyes open
Gradually you adjust
A new day
Graces your life
Morning pierces dreams
An awakening comes
Sharp like arrows
Jolting with shock
Shivering and trembling
Your eyes open
Gradually you adjust
A new day
Graces your life
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