In dawn's embrace, a memory anew,
The sunlit hues, a canvas to strew.
Male my thoughts with morning's light,
A chapter unfolds, in day's first sight.
Each breath a verse, in life's grand song,
As time unwinds, the echoes throng.
New memories sculpted, day's clay in hand,
A masterpiece formed, on life's shifting sand.
Golden threads weave tales untold,
In the tapestry of moments, a story to unfold.
With each sunrise, a page turns in grace,
A symphony of moments, time does embrace.
So let the morning paint its gentle strokes,
On the canvas of today, where hope invokes.
Male my new memory in the dawn's sweet kiss,
A chapter written, in the book of bliss.
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