When the sunrise
Sits on the rim
Of the blue skies
Turning to dim
It will break loose
From the long fight
To loosen the noose
And there will be night
So black with peace
Silent but live
Then it will cease
And bring light alive
The Sun will rise
To needed care
Now in the skies
The life is there
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