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THE BEAUTY OF THE RISING SUN Wake up Pamela,shouts the cock crow The beauty of the rising sun is now set nigh Look the window and see the glow Take sleep away from eyes with a good smile The rising sun is soo pure, beautiful and bold It's supremacy over darkness is a joy to behold Like the breast milk from mother's breast it nourishes the day Its glow brings light as it says old things are pass away here is another day The pillow might be the comfort Oh,look through the window and see people go The bed might want to give you a lasting hug But the joy in the rising sun will make you comport What a beauty to behold Even the morning breeze give way for it's glowing flame Rising with steps and calm until it conquers all hood The rising sun brings us new day without blame.      

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