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Sunday, March 11, 2007

Morning



















Morning has broken. Like the first morning.
The closed curtain. I was about to reveal the whole new morning. Anticipate for a bright morning, I pull the curtain. Grab a grasp of breath. The world outside the window is still the same. I'm glad. Glad to see the life outside. The running clouds, the flowing river, and walking men and women. The sunlight coming in, a beautiful start.

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