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Glimmering Gates of Dawn

Morning's first light, a delicate tease,
Brushing the sky in soft hues of ease.
Each day, anew, the promise it keeps,
Glimmering gates of dawn softly peeks.

Brushing the sky in soft hues of ease,
Awakening earth from its tranquil sleep.
Glimmering gates of dawn softly peeks,
In silent praise, the horizon speaks.

Awakening earth from its tranquil sleep,
A cycle of life, so vast and deep.
In silent praise, the horizon speaks,
Of time's subtle pass, and the dreams it reaps.

A cycle of life, so vast and deep,
Each day, anew, the promise it keeps.
Of time's subtle pass, and the dreams it reaps,
Morning's first light, a delicate tease.