Too soon, the sun edge,
Rising to slice at sky,
Opening the wrist of morning…
Chillness seep into the street…
The sweet sound of air is
Joined with lyric of bird….
Fresh flowers here…
As I walk with their voice…
To say a very, very and
Sweet good morning…
MORNING
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it is nice as a morning feels good
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