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Dawn, Dawn, The still glory of your early morn glow Steals over my being like wine; The blended shades of your blues and grays throw Nameless yearnings into my mind. Dawn, Dawn.

Dawn, Dawn, The subtlety of your advent and flight Increases my longing to know The mystery of your brilliance and might. Bare yo secret before you go. Dawn - Dawn!