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A sunrise over a silver lake
Dances on a silver spoon
They watch in awe and wonder
As time rises up toward noon
Dabbled in pink and merry sounds
Drops of dew on morning's grounds
Bursting lungs
Breathe in
A sunset over a silver lake
Dances on a silver urn
They watch in awe and wonder
As time takes its final turn
Dabbled in black and mourning sounds
Drops of dew on Sunday's grounds
Bursting lungs
Breathe out