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A broken rosebud
That could have grown
Into an attractive bloom
The sun’s fire
Starts the day
With fresh sunshine
The moon
Sparkles
In the silver night sky
The day I celebrate
Victory
Letting everyone know
The book
I read in the night
Made me sleep a while
A failure
I cried fretfully
But didn’t give up
Memories awaken
Questions arrive