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Morning Star
Shinning is the morning star,
high above the sea.
Into the heavens way up far,
above the old oak tree.
And when the day break reaches home,
and all have made their beds.
He'll find that he is all alone,
until they lay their heads.
So before you rest your eyes,
look up to the sky.
Notice just how very high,
the morning star doth fly.
Dream a dream of him that night,
and then you just might find.
That he will always burn so bright,
in a sleepy childs mind.
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