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As the sun rise casts sand upon the clouds
And whispy angel wing overlay's paints
The red sun's cast silhouettes proud
A rural scene not quite modern but quaint
But yet the cars with loud motors still roar
Amidst the crowing roosters' echoed voice
Down where crows caw and buzzards some days soar
Life offers to all many a free choice_
Today we choose which direction life goes
Good or evil a decision that's made
Black or white, right or wrong, so our life flows
Until the end then life's choices displayed
Let your choice be for the right ending wrong
Let your display be celebrated agelong
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