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What did I hope for
In the morning?
Just that sometimes
the sun might shine,
And that I could see some beauty
Along my way
I hoped for beautiful meetings
Amidst the trouble
Knowing
that there would be trouble.
And I have met beauty
All along my way
Even in the midst of trouble
Perhaps especially there
Where the sun did not shine
There was the little bird
Singing to me
Leading me on
To where the sun was shining.

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