Standing on the cliff edge early on that spring morn He watched the sun rise over the rim of the world, Painting the cliffs golden in the clear light of dawn. How he envied the sea birds who with wings unfurled Left their craggy roosts to soar up into the sky, To float unrestrained on unseen cushions of air, Free as the gentle zephyrs that carried them high Above his stooping form burdened
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