Night-a black calm that isn’t really so, with calm stars sprinkled amoungst it, inviting and drawing in the enthusiastic. Slowly, without even being detected, the black turns to a blue, one much deeper than the darkest ocean. Silence is still present, for the world is asleep in its busy life. Second by second, the minutes pass, and colors change into a kalidoscope of wonderment. Blue to orange, wibrant red and pink clouds surround the horizon. And the voices of the birds announce-morning.
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