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my second coming...

my second coming...

is like coming of that dawn
every morn
we await in slumber
as the rays creep
into our bedrooms in number
awake
say the warming rays of dawn
'tis morn
and 'tis long since you were born
wake up I have come
and I am dawn
your loving morn

slumber no more
ere I am gone
and
have grown to become that morn
which you now think
you are forlorn
ere you were reborn
wake up says the dawn
I have been just born
don't feel forlorn!

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now this is one of your best. Congrats.

Alid

muchleeeeeeeeeeeee
happy I b

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