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The fragrance of earth in the morning
The light on the tower,
it sees forever, quiet
it seems at 5 in the morning,
I sit spellbound neath my tree
as the darkness dissipates
before me, these things in
simple feeling, I love them,
I noticed the old Irises
in blooms beside me,
something wrapped in eternity,
Then the birds, I listened
in awe of them above me
and I wondered,
how long they had been singing.
it sees forever, quiet
it seems at 5 in the morning,
I sit spellbound neath my tree
as the darkness dissipates
before me, these things in
simple feeling, I love them,
I noticed the old Irises
in blooms beside me,
something wrapped in eternity,
Then the birds, I listened
in awe of them above me
and I wondered,
how long they had been singing.
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