Poetry

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The boy's favorite time of day, he said, was sunrise, when the heavenly manna comes with the earthly dew.
It was then that he was bursting with breakfast energy and so eager for the upcoming events of the day.
The boy's grandfather, on the other hand, preferred sunset as his favorite time, when he could rest and reflect on his day, and upon exactly what made it meaningful. He likened it to the sunset of his life.
Between the two of them, they pretty much had it covered.

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