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Veil of Morning
Morning rises, soft and thin
A veil of light where dreams begin.
The world awakens, slow and clear
A song of life for all to hear.
Step through the dawn, embrace its glow
The truths it brings, the paths to know.
For morning holds what night forgets
A quiet hope that no one regrets.
Copyright ©
Brian Rusch
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