The beauty of dawn
Lay before
Me
Colliding into a new day
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(¸.·´ (¸.·' O, with what freshness, what solemnity and beauty, is each new day born; as if to say to insensate man, "Behold! Thou hast one more chance! Strive for immortal glory!” ― Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin