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One fine morning

One fine morning a feeble voice  
replied from the depths of the sea,  
high on the summer’s sun,  
I went to the bale of hay  
to think of the innocence  
with everything winding in;  
I wouldn't trade the existence,  
in the wash of silence, I woke again.
Written by Pishashee
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