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------A Summer Morning------
Like a shy and beautiful maiden,
the summer morning comes along
Together we sit at lakeside
and marvel at nature's song
No artist could paint or symphony play
such a vision or sounds as these
With simple grace and elegance
all cares are dispatched with ease
No jewels or gold a man could own
or any kings worldly treasure
could ever buy or keep locked up
this moment of heartfelt pleasure.
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