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Jubail Andong Poem
A new day goodness,
oh what a delight to see,
morning bluey skies,
this earth is heaven to me.
Sing a new song, give the cue,
from this view I take
the once old is now all new,
ours is the prize - wean -
in the skies a future's seen,
a yonder message of love
and hope came in free,
pure, sure, from across the sea.
Ours is a page, a
joy we hold - Let's make a new
story all worth to be told.
Copyright © Jubail Andong | Year Posted 2019
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