Deep in my dizziest dreams, My eyes sense the sun light as if the sun ray was beads. The alarm beeps, the sun beats, the cars bleep. My eyes wide open, I jump out of bed, Not a part of me is tired. Stretch, stretch, stretch. The world is beginning to wake up and I exclaime ,"It's morning again!" with a big grin on my face.
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