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Softly falls the Sunday dew
A calming balm for me and you
The week's loud din and busy strife
Fade into peace, a gentle life

The morning sun, a golden glow
Awakens hope, and all aglow
The world, it seems, has slowed its pace
And in the stillness, we find our space

So let us breathe, and let us be
In this brief respite, wild and free
May Sunday's peace, our souls renew
And guide us forth, with hearts anew.
Softly falls the Sunday dew A calming balm for me and you The week's loud din and busy strife Fade into peace, a gentle life The morning sun, a golden glow Awakens hope, and all aglow The world, it seems, has slowed its pace And in the stillness, we find our space So let us breathe, and let us be In this brief respite, wild and free May Sunday's peace, our souls renew And guide us forth, with hearts anew.
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