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POPSTHE ECSTASY OF THE EARLY MORNING HOURS... The Sun raising in the horizon, hiding behind the clouds, raising again, touching you ever so lightly and disappearing into a thin ray of melted sweet, touching you again a bit more and moving away or ahead of you, smiling at you and playing hide and seek with the still prolonging shadows, mocking at their audacity of standing up against Him… very well crafted..visit to the site is a must