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She wakes up
in the
morning
When sun is
on the rise
Feels that
country
magic
Filling her
with pride
Comfort in
her waking
Love within
her day
Captured in
the simple
joy
She gathers
on her way
Reflection
of her glory
In every
stride she
makes
Every bit of
happiness
Shows upon
her face
Eyes are
bright with
glory
Smile is
bright and
warm
Knowing
where she
comes from
And knowing
she belongs.
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