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based off this poem:
Hear the echos, Tick, tick, tick,
Resounding in the still air,
The bugs begin to fly, machines whir and I might be sick,
Were it not for the sunlight fair.
The dew and the light,
Combat for control of my eyes,
Sweet morning graces my sight,
And I wish, for once, time would lie.
That it would lie, and stay still,
So I might enjoy the sun rise,
Over the dew covered hills.
I stop the clock with my paw,
And let the morning encase me.
which i wrote. so, here it is. meep.
critisicm please, because how do you sunrise?!
