THE morning broke in a pearly haze,
Then the east grew duskly red:
'Oh, my only day, oh, my day of days,
To-day has come,' I said
Every day carries different things
Every day to everyone
Carries different meanings
Today is meant to go out
Be connected and hustle
So, you can tell a better story.
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