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How lovely the greeting of the morn dew;
The peeking of the sun; Stars up above each with their name tag Attractive a word fitly spoken in due season; A head and neck piece to complement following an instruction; A reverential woman of her designer To go a mile plus one, a laudable gesture; To give of what thou has, commendable; And of thy heart, thy meditations on the penman to nature’s tapestry Grand is the steadfast love of sire; Love that never ceases; Renewed with each morn Lovely are his dwelling places; Beautiful are strivers for harmony; Kindness, a capital trait …think on these things Comments are closed.
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