Aurora
It’s that time of day
when the earth wears
an ethereal sheen,
when the nature wakes
to the caress
of the breeze and sunbeams.
when the earth wears
an ethereal sheen,
when the nature wakes
to the caress
of the breeze and sunbeams.
It’s that time of day
when birds can’t help
but flap their wings and sing,
and my heart’s at peace
with the entire world
in spite of everything.
when birds can’t help
but flap their wings and sing,
and my heart’s at peace
with the entire world
in spite of everything.
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