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Morning glory
Morning glory..
Mourning my glory..
Falling from the Burj storey..
What would happen to this bag of bones in a human body?
I compose this for the symphony..
To console my vainglory..
Lost in my train of thoughts struggling to turn pages..
Like the sages gone for ages..
By Morning glory..
Am Mourning my glory..
So by Morning glory..
Am mourning in glory..
Mourning my glory..
Falling from the Burj storey..
What would happen to this bag of bones in a human body?
I compose this for the symphony..
To console my vainglory..
Lost in my train of thoughts struggling to turn pages..
Like the sages gone for ages..
By Morning glory..
Am Mourning my glory..
So by Morning glory..
Am mourning in glory..
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