The Morning

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The sun has arrived and golden rays have softly kissed my face,

Just like mother’s sweet morning kisses before waking me up,

The crickets have gone to sleep because they are tired from their late-night orchestra play,

The birds have woken up from their sleep, to continue the melodious musical play.

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An engineer by profession, love making dresses on weekend, ambivert in nature, trying to express my thoughts by writing 🇳🇵🇳🇪

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