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her heart is snatched by the magnificence of dawn

vibrant streaks of crimson red spread across the horizon

hanging effortlessly pretty like a silk drapery

forming a grand entrance for the long awaited sun

another page is flipped and a new chapter will be written

about this morning and all the jubilant colours it brings

about her endless dreams of gowns and rings

the warm sunshine gently carasses her cheeks

its soothing light filling her anxious eyes with faith

reminding her that today is just about to begin

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