glorious day
the warm sun against my face
contrasting against the chill breeze
the grass tickling my bare feet
the birds singing praise to God
the day, a glorious day
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the warm sun against my face
contrasting against the chill breeze
the grass tickling my bare feet
the birds singing praise to God
the day, a glorious day
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