Before the day imposes on my thoughts
Sunbeams and my dreams conspire together.
Memories return of things I've sought
In the stillness, I begin to hear her voice
Her spoken words resounding like a song
The chorus of her laughter makes me happy
And it's happiness we worked for all along
So I raise my cup to all who know the answers
My best will be the best that I can do
And navigate my way through all these feelings
Until I bid this quiet morning, adieu
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