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Sunday morn I woke it was early June I jumped out of bed and walked to the beach The sun wasn't up yet but would rise soon Above me a seagull made a loud screech. The eastern sky glowed with a fiery red Was blinded as the sun started to rise I would have missed it had I stayed in bed Nature at best before my very eyes. In the distance I heard the peel of bells The waves were gently lapping on the shore 'Twas littered with seaweed and pretty shells And I could have stayed here for ever more My mother I'd promised to take to church Home I went couldn't leave her in the lurch.
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