Morning Glory
Heart that failed many times in love
Wished for a gift from up above
But destiny was harsh and tough
And the blow of the wind was rough
But one day, a poor soul in strife
Tried to find a new chance in life
He walked from distance faraway
Just to find his home to stay
And so they met one glorious morning
And tried to make a new beginning
The poor soul and the wounded heart
Together made a brand new start
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