As the morning steals the night
A peaceful thought is born
The barren landscape of yesterday
Recedes slowly into oblivion
The wisdom battles the wit
As reason extols it's virtue
Concepts arise as scaffolds
Amidst landscape once forlorn
Clarity abounds near muddy shores
The day gets busy with plans
Ventures all consuming
New thoughts become grand
The victories in the mind
Are now victories on the playing fields
Old wounds get scarred over
Replaced by distant memories
A new day is born
A new idea takes hold
A new thought awakens
A new world unfolds
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