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Through the curtains, light does creep, Softly waking dreams from sleep. Golden beams begin to play, Chasing shadows, night away.

Whispers dance in morning's glow, Casting hues on all below. Gentle touch of dawn's embrace, Fills the room with tender grace.

Curtains flutter, softly sway, As light heralds a new day. In this glow, hope finds its might, Born anew in morning light.

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Here are the basics: