Sun The baby wakes up in the arms of the blue, takes its first steps playing with the white clouds and the horizon greets with a smile. The warmth of the morning fades, leaves swaying gently in the cradle of the night without a sound sleep closes the eyes of the sky. After the sweet darkness, awakening every day explodes with a heartfelt cry of hope, like the opening of so many daisies on a lawn in the spring.
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